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University  of  California  •  Berkeley 


Regional  Oral  History  Office  University  of  California 

The  Bancroft  Library  Berkeley,  California 


Wayne  F.  Miller 
AN  EYE  ON  THE  WORLD:  REVIEWING  A  LIFETIME  IN  PHOTOGRAPHY 


With  an  Introduction  by 
Daniel  Dixon 


Interviews  Conducted  by 

Suzanne  B.  Riess 

in  2001 


Copyright  ©  2003  by  The  Regents  of  the  University  of  California 


Since  1954  the  Regional  Oral  History  Office  has  been  interviewing  leading  participants  in  or  well-placed 
witnesses  to  major  events  in  the  development  of  northern  California,  the  West,  and  the  nation.  Oral  history 
is  a  method  of  collecting  historical  information  through  tape-recorded  interviews  between  a  narrator  with 
firsthand  knowledge  of  historically  significant  events  and  a  well-informed  interviewer,  with  the  goal  of 
preserving  substantive  additions  to  the  historical  record.  The  tape  recording  is  transcribed,  lightly  edited 
for  continuity  and  clarity,  and  reviewed  by  the  interviewee.  The  corrected  manuscript  is  indexed,  bound 
with  photographs  and  illustrative  materials,  and  placed  in  The  Bancroft  Library  at  the  University  of 
California,  Berkeley,  and  in  other  research  collections  for  scholarly  use.  Because  it  is  primary  material, 
oral  history  is  not  intended  to  present  the  final,  verified,  or  complete  narrative  of  events.  It  is  a  spoken 
account,  offered  by  the  interviewee  in  response  to  questioning,  and  as  such  it  is  reflective,  partisan,  deeply 
involved,  and  irreplaceable. 


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All  uses  of  this  manuscript  are  covered  by  a  legal  agreement  between  The 
Regents  of  the  University  of  California  and  Wayne  F.  Miller,  dated 
August  3,  2001.  The  manuscript  is  thereby  made  available  for  research 
purposes.  All  literary  rights  in  the  manuscript,  including  the  right  to 
publish,  are  reserved  to  The  Bancroft  Library  of  the  University  of 
California,  Berkeley.  No  part  of  the  manuscript  may  be  quoted  for 
publication  without  the  written  permission  of  the  Director  of  The 
Bancroft  Library  of  the  University  of  California,  Berkeley. 

Requests  for  permission  to  quote  for  publication  should  be  addressed  to 
the  Regional  Oral  History  Office,  486  Bancroft  Library,  Mail  Code  6000, 
University  of  California,  Berkeley  94720-6000,  and  should  include 
identification  of  the  specific  passages  to  be  quoted,  anticipated  use  of  the 
passages,  and  identification  of  the  user. 

It  is  recommended  that  this  oral  history  be  cited  as  follows: 

Wayne  F.  Miller,  "An  Eye  on  the  World:  Reviewing  a 
Lifetime  in  Photography,"  an  oral  history  conducted  in 
2001,  by  Suzanne  B.  Riess,  Regional  Oral  History 
Office,  The  Bancroft  Library,  University  of  California, 
Berkeley,  2003. 


Copy  no. 


Wayne  Miller 


Photograph  by  Joe  Munroe 


Cataloging  Information: 

Wayne  F.  Miller  (b.  1918) 

An  Eye  on  the  World:  Reviewing  a  Lifetime  in  Photography.  2003,  ix,  195pp. 

Chicago  background,  family,  early  experiences  with  a  camera,  Art  Center  School;  Naval 
Photographic  unit,  Edward  Steichen,  Hiroshima;  Guggenheim  to  document  the  northern  Negro, 
1946-1947;  work  for  Life  and  other  magazines;  move  to  the  West  Coast,  a  house  in  Orinda; 
thoughts  on  "getting  the  shot,"  darkrooms,  other  photographers,  museums,  the  market  for 
photography,  teaching;  cover  photography;  discusses  assignments,  favorite  stories,  the  birth  series; 
creating  the  Family  of  Man  and  The  World  is  Young;  role  with  American  Society  of  Magazine 
Photographers,  and  Magnum  agency;  moving  on  to  become  a  forest  landowner. 

Introduction  by  Daniel  Dixon. 
Interviewed  2001  by  Suzanne  Riess. 


The  Wayne  F.  Miller  interview  was  made  possible  by  a  generous  grant  from 
the  Sophie  S.  McFarland  Memorial  Fund  of  the  Bancroft  Library. 


TABLE  OF  CONTENTS-- Wayne  Miller 


INTRODUCTION  by  Daniel  Dixon  i 

INTERVIEW  HISTORY  v 

BIOGRAPHICAL  INFORMATION  ix 

Interview  I 

Gordon  Parks,  Challenging  Oneself  1 

Photographing  Blacks,  "Making"  and  "Taking"  Pictures  5 

Family  Background  7 

Chicago  Neighborhood  and  Friends  9 

More  on  Parents  1 3 

First  Camera,  First  Photography  Job  17 

Equipment  Details  1 8 

Art  Center  School  of  Photography  21 

Interview  II 

The  War  and  the  Naval  Photographic  Unit  27 

First  Meeting  Steichen  30 

Particulars,  Cameras,  Captioning  32 

Battle  Stations  34 

The  Children  of  Naples  3  6 

War  Photographers,  Conditioned  to  "Shoot"  37 

The  Bomb,  Hiroshima  39 

The  Dealers,  Collectors,  Print  Quality  Questions  45 

Thinking  about  Picture  Magazines  and  Information,  and  Museum  Openings  47 

Marriage  to  Joan  50 

Interview  III 

Newsweek  Covers,  Marshall  McLuhan  51 

The  Doukhobors  52 

Editorial  Struggles  with  Life  Magazine— Space,  Layout,  Rate  54 

Sputnik  56 

Close-ups,  Rapport,  Photographing  Children  57 

Thoughts  on  Cameras,  Getting  the  Shot,  Art,  Beauty,  Et  Cetera  58 

The  Birth  Series  62 

Baby 's  First  Year  and  the  Captions  64 

Problems  of  Teaching,  Chicago  Institute  of  Design  65 

Photographing  "The  Way  of  Life  of  the  Northern  Negro,"  Chicago  68 

The  Market  and  a  Gallery  in  New  York  71 

The  Continued  Value  of  the  Project,  Terkel  Interview  72 

The  West  Coast,  Viewed  from  the  Time-Life  Building  76 

Interview  IV 

Moving  West:  Choosing  a  Community  in  California  79 

Architectural  Decisions  81 

Working  from  a  California  Base  84 

Assignments:  Loyalty  Oath,  Science,  Sally  Stanford  86 


Assignments:  Farmer's  Wife,  Jayne  Mansfield,  John  Wayne  89 

Assignments:  Korean  War,  Migrant  Workers,  Thoughts  on  News  and  Privacy  91 

Assignment:  Richard  Nixon,  Thoughts  on  Job  Tensions  96 

Other  Bay  Area  Photographers  1 00 

Interview  V 

World  Trade  Center  Bombing,  9/11,  and  Photographing  War  103 

A  Conversation  about  Intentions  1 05 

9/11  Images  107 

Too  Good  to  be  True  1 09 

The  Idea  of  The  Family  of  Man  1 1 0 

Gathering  and  Choosing  the  Photographs  1 12 

Legitimizing  the  Snapshot  115 

The  Millers,  and  Steichen  116 

Paul  Rudolph,  Designing  the  Exhibition  117 

Interview  VI 

Photography  in  Museums  121 

Shirley  Burden  123 

Darkrooms  and  Papers  and  So  On  125 

Gene  Smith's  "Paradise  Garden"  128 

March  1955,  The  Show  Closes  and  Wayne  Moves  On  130 

On  to  The  World  is  Young  1 3 1 

American  Society  of  Magazine  Photographers  134 

Magnum  Picture  Agency  136 

Disaffection  Sets  In  140 

Interview  VII 

Steichen  and  the  Millers  143 

Becoming  Forest  Landowner  144 

Non-Industrial  Timber  Management  Plan  147 

A  View  of  the  Environmental  Movement  150 

A  View  of  Wayne  1 52 

Special  Assistant  to  the  Director  of  the  National  Park  Service,  NEED  155 


TAPE  GUIDE  161 

APPENDICES  163 

APPENDIX  A 

Biographical  information,  current  to  200 1 .  165 

APPENDIX  B 

1995  summary  of  Wayne  F.  Miller's  body  of  work.  167 

APPENDIX  C 

Newspaper  release  announcing  Meritorius  Service  Award  to  Wayne  F.  Miller  from  the 

National  Park  Service.  1 69 


APPENDIX  D 

Plans  for  work,  written  in  1946.  "The  Way  of  Life  of  the  Northern  Negro  in  the  United  States." 

Notes  to  self  in  March  and  November  1946. 

Notes  on  a  visit  to  Provident  Hospital  emergency  room  written  in  November  1 946. 

Notes  from  June  1947  work.  171 

APPENDIX  E 

Unedited  notes  written  in  2002  for  possible  inclusion  in  oral  history.  1 89 

INDEX  193 


INTRODUCTION  by  Daniel  Dixon 


I  own  a  print  of  the  eloquent  photograph  you  see  here.  Wayne  gave  it  to  me  for  a  very 
compelling  reason.  I  had  the  guts  to  ask  for  it. 

We  have  a  valued  friendship,  Wayne  and  I.  It  reaches  back  over  fifty  years  and  entitles 
both  of  us  to  ask  the  other  guy  for  occasional  favors.  Whenever  I'm  in  Wayne's  neighborhood,  I 
invite  myself  to  dinner  and  usually  expect  to  be  spared  the  expense  of  a  hotel.  In  return,  I  provide 
Wayne  with  some  editorial  yard  work  that  he  seems  to  find  helpful.  The  beauty  of  his  print  only 
partly  explains  why  I  get  by  far  the  best  of  the  bargain. 

The  photograph  is  placed  in  our  living  room.  It's  surrounded  by  a  cluster  of  portraits  by 
Dorothea  Lange,  another  friend  of  Wayne's.  Nobody  ever  interpreted  the  human  face  with  greater 
understanding  and  sensitivity  than  my  mother,  but  our  visitors  are  more  insistently  drawn  to 
Wayne's  study  of  his  troubled  daughter  Dana  than  to  any  of  the  neighboring  Langes.  They  look, 
look  again,  and  then  begin  to  ask  questions. 

Who  is  this  child?  they  want  to  know.  Why  is  she  weeping?  Is  it  grief?  Rage? 
Humiliation?  Loneliness?  Injustice?  Is  this  the  ending  of  a  tempest?  Or  is  it  just  the  beginning? 

Different  folks,  different  strokes.  Each  viewer  has  his  or  her  own  theory.  But  on  one 
point  almost  everybody  agrees.  They  find  the  photograph  strangely  unsettling.  "It  makes  me 
slightly  uncomfortable,"  some  people  admit,  and  I  think  I  know  why. 


I,  like  others,  feel  pierced  by  the  purity  of  Dana's  gaze.  She  looks  straight  at  me,  into  me, 
through  me.  Those  eyes  seem  to  perceive  my  weaknesses,  my  pretensions,  my  hypocrisies—my 
secret  self.  They  reproach  me.  I  can't  look  at  the  photograph  for  more  than  a  minute  or  so.  Then 
I  have  to  glance  away. 

Many  of  Wayne's  photographs— the  photographs  I  like  best-are  also  mysterious.  They're 
not  declarations  or  prophecies.  They  preach  no  sermons,  sound  no  trumpets,  lead  no  charges. 
They  simply  suggest  possibilities.  The  stories  they  tell  are  still  unfinished,  and  we  can  only  guess 
at  their  endings. 

That's  not  very  surprising,  because  Wayne  himself  is  an  enigmatic  man.  He  rarely  talks 
about  himself,  and  then  only  with  restraint.  He  seldom  mentions  his  dreams  and  never  his 
nightmares.  Not  once  in  all  the  years  we've  known  each  other  have  I  ever  heard  him  curse. 
Though  not  distant,  he's  detached.  At  this  or  that  event  or  family  gathering,  he  usually  lingers  at 
the  edge  of  the  laughter  and  the  conversation,  somewhere  between  the  light  and  the  shadows.  My 
wife  once  asked  him  why,  with  half  a  life  still  ahead  of  him,  he  decided  that  he  no  longer  wanted  to 
be  a  photographer.  "I  was  tired  of  being  on  the  outside,  looking  in,"  he  answered.  "I  wanted  to 
join  the  party." 

Well,  perhaps.  But  that  was  many  years  ago,  and  nothing  much  seems  to  have  changed. 
With  or  without  a  camera,  Wayne  remains  a  habitual  and  instinctive  observer.  While  others  whirl 
in  a  waltz,  he  watches  and  wonders. 

Because  he's  so  naturally  reticent,  I  had  my  doubts  when  Wayne  first  told  me  about  the 
plans  for  his  oral  history.  I  wasn't  sure  that  he  could  or  would  reveal  his  essential  feelings.  But 
Suzanne  Riess,  his  interviewer,  has  adroitly  asked  the  right  questions  in  the  right  way,  touched  the 
most  sensitive  nerves  and  memories,  and  Wayne  has  opened  up. 

Nevertheless,  there  are  some  things  about  himself  that  Wayne  hasn't  confided  or  maybe 
even  considered.  Here  are  just  a  few  thoughts  that  I  believe  deserve  a  place  on  the  record. 

As  you  turn  these  pages,  you'll  discover  that  Wayne  Miller  has  been  and  done  many  very 
different  things.  He's  been  a  photographer,  but  also  an  editor,  a  business  executive,  a  tree  farmer 
and  a  viniculturist.  How,  if  at  all,  are  these  diverse  interests  and  enterprises  linked?  What  do  they 
and  Wayne  have  in  common? 

I  have  an  answer  to  that  question. 

Wayne's  father  was  a  surgeon.  "Were  you  close?"  I  asked  him  not  long  ago.  "Yes,  he 
answered.  "He  was  a  wonderful  man.  Deeply  dedicated.  Faithful  to  his  oath.  I  admired  and 
respected  him  very  much." 

From  his  father  I  believe  that  Wayne  inherited  a  certain  sense  of  service.  He  served  (and 
risked  his  life)  in  the  navy  during  World  War  II.  After  the  war,  on  a  Guggenheim  fellowship,  he 
served  the  cause  of  understanding  in  the  work  he  did  on  Chicago's  seething  South  Side.  He  served 


Ill 


for  two  arduous  years  as  Edward  Steichen's  lieutenant  in  the  shaping  and  mounting  of  the  historic 
Family  of  Man  exhibition  at  the  Museum  of  Modern  Art.  Later,  he  headed  the  tumultuous  zoo  of 
photographers  called  Magnum— a  sacrificial  service  if  service  there  ever  was.  When  he  eventually 
gave  up  photography  and  became  a  timberman,  he  served  as  an  organizer,  the  president  and  a 
Washington  lobbyist  for  an  industry  association  devoted  both  to  the  harvesting  of  trees  and  the 
conservation  of  forests.  And  throughout  the  years,  whatever  else  he's  done,  Wayne  has  served  his 
family.  He  may  or  may  not  agree  with  me,  but  I'm  convinced  that  service  has  been  the  quiet  but 
most  consistent  theme  of  his  life  and  work. 

One  thing  I  know  for  sure.  He's  certainly  served  me  long  and  well  as  a  friend. 

It  began  half  a  century  ago.  I  was  then  in  desperate  trouble— homeless,  helpless,  hopeless. 
I  don't  know  how—perhaps  through  my  mother—but  he  and  his  wife,  the  indispensable  Joan, 
rescued  me.  They  took  me  in,  fed  me,  sheltered  me.  They  gave  me  comfort,  company, 
encouragement.  Never  in  the  weeks  that  I  lived  with  them  did  they  ever  harangue  me  about  what 
I'd  done  wrong  or  should  do  right.  They  accepted  me  as  I  was,  without  intrusion  or  complaint. 
And  they  still  welcome  me  the  same  way  today. 

I  was  talking  with  Wayne  on  the  phone  awhile  back,  and  he  said  something  that  suddenly 
made  me  laugh  out  loud.  His  wit,  like  his  wisdom  and  his  affection,  is  unobtrusive.  If  you  don't 
pay  very  close  attention,  you  may  miss  it.  This  time  I  didn't. 

My  wife  was  standing  there,  smiling  and  shaking  her  head.  "You  two  are  lucky  to  have 
each  other,"  she  said. 

"I  know,"  I  answered.  "I  just  hope  he  feels  the  same  way." 

So  there  it  is.  Blurred,  indistinct,  out-of-focus— that's  the  snapshot  of  my  friend  Wayne. 

Now  it's  his  turn  to  say  something  for  and  about  himself. 

Speak,  Wayne. 


IV 


INTERVIEW  HISTORY--Wayne  F.  Miller 


Wayne  F.  Miller's  is  the  latest  in  a  series  of  oral  histories  of  photographers  completed  by 
the  Regional  Oral  History  Office.  We  started  in  1961  by  interviewing  Imogen  Cunningham.  In 
1968  our  oral  history  of  Dorothea  Lange  appeared.    In  1978  Ansel  Adams's  memoir  was 
completed.  Three  greats  in  the  smallish  local  photography  world.   In  1991  an  eighth  grade  student 
in  Orinda,  California  doing  a  school  report  on  The  Fifties  discovered  that  a  "famous  photographer 
[of  the  fifties]"  lived  in  Orinda,  and  with  some  tutelage  in  oral  history  that  student,  Evan  Elder, 
conducted  an  hour's  taped  conversation  with  Wayne  Miller  and  donated  it  to  the  Regional  Oral 
History  Office.  It  was  obvious  to  us  that  the  subject  deserved  a  full  memoir,  and  so  we  hovered 
around  the  idea  of  Wayne  for  the  next  ten  years,  while  looking  for  funding  to  do  his  oral  history. 
In  2001  allocation  of  monies  from  the  Bancroft  Library's  McFarland  Fund  enabled  us  to  do  that 
longer  memoir. 

Wayne  Miller  is  a  documentary  photographer,  and  with  him  those  words  cover  big 
ground.  After  admittedly  rather  cursory  training  with  a  camera  during  college,  and  a  short  time  at 
the  Art  Center  School  of  Design,  he  joined  Edward  Steichen's  World  War  II  Naval  Photographic 
Unit  where  he  saw  and  shot  plenty  of  "action"  and  photographed  the  aftermath  of  Hiroshima.  In 
1 946  he  was  back  in  his  hometown  of  Chicago,  and  used  two  successive  Guggenheim  Foundation 
grants  to  take  a  close  look  at  Chicago's  black  population,  a  project  recently  re-published  as 
Chicago  s  South  Side:  1946-1948.  He  had  a  successful  run  of  magazine  assignments,  picture 
stories  for  Life  that  had  him  covering  returning  soldiers  from  the  Korean  War,  aspects  of  the  movie 
industry,  developments  in  science,  religion,  politics,  in  everything  that  seminal  weekly  magazine 
cast  its  gaze  upon.  He  worked  from  California,  where  he  had  moved  in  1949.  He  was  recognized 
for  the  emphasis  in  his  photographic  stories  on  the  individual  very  human  being. 

In  1953  Wayne,  and  his  wife  Joan  and  their  four  children,  moved  to  New  York  City  at  the 
behest  of  Edward  Steichen-earlier  Wayne's  chief,  ultimately  a  very  close  family  friend— to  join 
Steichen  in  conceptualizing  and  curating  the  Museum  of  Modern  Art's  Family  of  Man  exhibition. 
That  groundbreaking  project  had  a  long  run-after  the  1955  opening  and  publication  of  the 
catalogue,  it  traveled  the  world  more  or  less  continuously  until  1964.  The  Miller  family  returned 
to  Orinda  and  Wayne  had  the  support  and  the  time  and  the  place  for  a  successful  book  project,  The 
World  is  Young,  looking  at  a  theme  dear  to  him,  childhood  and  family— and  by  default,  the  fifties. 

Wayne  kept  up  magazine  work  through  the  1960s  and  1970s,  but  he  also  began  to  be  much 
involved  with  the  American  Society  of  Magazine  Photographers,  and  Magnum  Photos,  Inc.  He 
took  leadership  roles  in  both  organizations.  In  1967  he  answered  a  call  from  Washington 
requesting  advice  about  the  "visual  image  of  America's  parks"  and  ended  up  a  special  assistant  to 
the  director  of  the  National  Park  Service  until  1970.  In  1971  he  was  executive  director  of  the 
Public  Broadcasting  Environment  Center.  He  was  pulling  away  from  photography.  Indeed  by  the 
mid-1970s  he  was  questioning  the  meaning,  and  meaningfulness,  of  the  photographic  work  that 
came  his  way.  And  by  then  Wayne  and  Joan,  who  owned  extensive  forestland  in  northern 


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California,  were  viewing  tree  farming  and  the  issues  involved  in  that  stewardship  as  important  and 
gratifying  work,  another  good  use  of  Wayne's  energies  and  organizational  skills. 

Now  in  2003,  as  the  Joe  Munroe  frontispiece  portrait  of  our  subject  indicates,  Wayne 
Miller  settles  daily  at  a  table  and  a  computer  in  his  studio-plus-office  and  fields  requests  for  prints 
of  his  photographs  and  invitations  to  talk  about  the  South  Side  book,  and  tends  to  the  business 
related  to  being  a  tree  farmer.  This  room  is  where  we  met  to  interview.  It  is  accessed  by  an 
outside  staircase,  diverting  the  visitor  from  the  house  and  leading  to  a  comfortable  high-ceilinged 
wood-paneled  aerie,  with  a  couch  and  chairs  and  tables  and  bookshelves.  A  wall  of  east-facing 
windows  gives  onto  a  view  of  trees  and  treetops.  On  the  opposite,  inside  wall  is  a  compelling 
display  of  dry-mounted  favorite  family  photographs,  and  objets  both  memorial—awards  and 
medals— and  sentimental.  He  puts  in  a  big  part  of  each  day  up  there,  and  in  the  past  several  years 
has  had  help  in  further  organizing  what  is  already  by  necessity  the  highly  organized  archive  of  a 
professional  photographer.  In  a  video  I  made  [deposited  in  The  Bancroft  Library],  Wayne  takes 
the  viewer  on  a  tour  of  the  studio  space,  the  darkroom,  the  storage  areas,  explaining  where  things 
are  kept  and  how. 

Wayne  and  I  met  up  there  in  the  studio  for  seven  interviews,  starting  in  August  2001 .  He 
took  his  seat  in  a  chair,  and  I  sat  on  the  couch,  with  papers  and  notes  and  the  tape-recorder  on  a 
handy  table.  To  illustrate  a  point,  or  to  answer  a  question,  he  would  frequently  rise  up  to  retrieve 
examples,  a  picture,  notebooks,  whatever  might  be  helpful  in  telling  the  story.  (Many  of  the 
retrieved  examples  are  included  as  illustrations  in  the  oral  history.)  I  despaired  at  his  84-year-old 
agility— I  rose  with  difficulty  at  the  end  of  our  two  hours. 

Wayne  is  a  charming  person,  and  a  thoughtful,  serious,  and  also  sometimes  a  little  jokey, 
teasing  interviewee.  I  know  he  didn't  tell  me  "everything."  Later  he  and  Joan  and  I  had  several 
lunches  after  the  morning  interview  sessions  during  which  I  know  that  I  was  being  interviewed  a 
bit,  and  being  "found  out,"  and  it  gave  me  pause  to  realize  how  much  I  both  fell  in  with  and 
resisted  that  parallel  experience.  Was  this  what  it  was  like  to  be  constantly  on  the  receiving  end  of 
a  process  and  a  person  determined  to  get  answers? 

In  his  fond  introduction  Daniel  Dixon  speaks  of  a  somewhat  enigmatic  Wayne  Miller,  and 
of  course  it  is  my  hope  that  this  oral  history  makes  known  some  of  the  unknowns.  But  I  did  begin 
to  wonder  whether  this  testimony  about  a  life  that  is  elicited  in  response  to  an  oral  historian's 
questions  is  a  final  uncovering,  or  not.  It  isn't  just  immediately  clear  with  a  somewhat  evasive 
subject.  But  the  oral  historian  has  the  advantage  of  time,  and  there  is  perhaps  a  subtle  grinding 
down  to  bottom  truths.  Thinking  of  Wayne's  heartfelt  commitment  to  individual  dignity  in  telling 
his  photographic  stories,  I  hope  the  oral  history  is  similarly  humane. 

Thanks  to  Wayne,  and  to  Joan,  for  a  great  reception  and  acceptance  of  the  process. 
Thanks  to  James  R.  K.  Kantor  for  his  review  of  the  oral  history.  Thanks  to  Jack  von  Euw  for 
insisting  it  had  to  be  done. 

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[Interview  1:  August  2,  2001]##' 


Gordon  Parks.  Challenging  Oneself 


Miller:       Photographers  know  each  other  through  each  other's  work,  as  much  as  we  do  by  face  to  face 
relationships.  In  fact,  talking  about  this  one  time  with  Henri  Cartier-Bresson,  he  said 
relationships  with  other  photographers  are  kind  of  like  ships  that  pass  in  the  night  and  go 
"toot-toot"  to  each  other.  I  remember  one  time— well,  I  can  give  you  several  stories  that  may 
be  of  interest  to  you. 

I  hadn't  met  the  photographer  from  Prescott,  Arizona,  Frederick  Sommer,  but  I  liked  his  work, 
and  he  had  seen  some  of  my  work.  We  met  at  a  photo  conference  in  Aspen,  Colorado,  and  we 
just  embraced.  Like  I  said,  we  were  strangers  but  we  were  old  friends.  Another  time  I 
remember  being  with  Harry  Callahan  in  his  apartment  in  Chicago,  in  his  loft  in  Chicago,  when 
we  both  were  teaching  at  the  Institute  of  Design  there.  Harry  and  Eleanor  [wife]  were  great 
friends. 

He  loved  to  dance.  God,  he  loved  to  dance.  After  both  of  us  drinking  too  much,  maybe  Joan 
having  a  little  too  much,  he  would  grab  a  hold  of  Joan  and  just  waltz  back  and  forth  through 
that  big  loft.  It  was  just  marvelous.  He  prepared  the  meal,  which  was  usually  half  a  pound  or 
so  of  bacon  in  a  big  frying  pan  with  a  bunch  of  eggs  scrambled  into  it. 

Anyway,  I'm  getting  to  the  point  which  is  that  during  one  of  these  parties  he  showed  me  what 
he  had  been  doing  recently,  an  8  x  10  box  holding  something  like  250  prints.  I'd  never  really 
seen  his  photographs  in  depth.  I  was  going  through  those.  He  was  dealing  with  abstract 
things,  and  I  was  dealing  with  people  as  a  subject  matter.  That  abstract  sort  of  thing  puts  me 
off  to  a  degree.  I  really  can't  grab  it  to  the  degree  that  so  many  photographers  enjoy  doing  it.  I 
was  going  through  it,  going  through  it,  and  I  finally  came  to  this  picture  he  had  made  of  the 
embossed  bottoms  of  two  sardine  cans. 

I  looked  at  those  things,  and  all  of  the  sudden  I  realized  what  Harry  was  doing.  Somehow  or 
other,  it  all  became  clear,  everything  he  was  doing,  those  two  sardine  cans  set  it  off.  I  sat  there 
with  Harry  with  tears  rolling  down  my  face.  His  abstractions  came  alive.  They  opened  my 
eyes  to  his  world  and  the  emotions  they  could  evoke. 

Riess:       Can  you  say  more  what  was  it  that  you  realized? 


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Miller:       It  was  something  about  the  organization  of  those  shapes,  and  the  light,  the  way  it  fell  on  it.  It 
came  alive.  They  related  to  my  world  of  photographing  people  and  people's  emotions. 
Somehow  those  damn  sardine  cans  set  it  off.  Anyway,  going  back  now  to  Gordon  Parks. 

Riess:       You  said  you  felt  strange  about  the  Gordon  Parks  exhibition  at  the  Oakland  Museum. 

Miller:       Gordon  is  such  a  fantastic  human  being  and  a  fantastic  artist.  I  say  that  not  advisedly  but 
wholeheartedly.  He's  probably  closer  to  being  a  Renaissance  man  in  the  arts  than  anyone  I 
know.  He's  better  in  some  of  his  fields  than  others,  but  by  God,  he's  somehow  just  tops  in  all 
of  them.  The  respect  I  have  for  him,  I  can't  find  words  to  describe  it.  We've  met,  never 
worked  together,  but  we've  met  at  different  times  in  our  lives.  I'd  admired  his  work  in  Life 
magazine  before  I'd  really  met  him. 

During  the  opening  of  The  Family  of  Man  exhibition  at  the  Museum  of  Modern  Art  in  New 
York— this  is  1955~we  were  all  there  in  tuxedos  and  so  forth.  It  was  very  formal,  a  lot  of 
people,  and  I  saw  Gordon  with  his  back  to  me,  talking  to  a  group.  I  walked  up  behind  him  and 
put  my  arms  around  him.  He  rolled  his  head  back  and  he  said,  "Wayne  Miller."  I'm  saying 
this  because  this  is  the  kind  of  a  guy  he  is.  No  matter  where  he  is,  he's  in  control  of  himself, 
and  he  understands  that  atmosphere,  that  mix  that's  around  him  at  that  time.  He's  such  a  sweet 
person,  a  considerate  person. 

We've  met  several  other  times,  but  it's  been  first  a  kind  of  mutual  liking  for  one  another.  But 
also  in  my  case,  what  he's  done  has  been--.  He's  dug  so  deeply  into  a  world  that  hurts  him  to 
dig  into.  I'm  talking  about  the  racial  aspects  of  it.  He  has  not  only  surmounted  prejudice,  but 
he's  able  to  dig  into  it.  He's  able  to  make  use  of  it,  as  well  as  to  rise  above  it. 

Riess:       Have  you  talked  to  him  about  that  material?  After  all,  that  was  material  that  you  got  into,  too. 

Miller:       No,  I  didn't  talk  about  it  as  such.  Our  conversations,  if  I  can  say  again,  were  above  that.  We 
were  talking  about  family,  issues  about  family.  I  saw  him  just  recently.  He  came  out  to 
Oakland  just  recently  and  I  spent  a  couple  hours  with  him  in  his  hotel  room.  We  talked  about 
really  very  general  subject  matter.  It  was  interesting — one  thing  we  were  discussing  was  about 
giving  our  children  money.  Is  it  good  or  bad?  And  the  mixed  feelings  about  that. 

I  was  doing  this  book  on  Chicago,  Chicago  Souths ide.  I  felt  it  would  be  great  if  Gordon  could 
participate  in  this,  maybe  write  a  little  introduction  to  it.  I  hadn't  seen  him  or  talked  to  him  for 
several  years,  so  I  picked  up  the  phone  and  called  him.  He  said,  "Sure,  I'll  be  happy  to."  Time 
went  on  and  I  thought,  "Well,  he  is  terribly  busy."  He  was  putting  a  big  exhibition  together,  a 
retrospective  of  his  life,  with  all  his  work.  I  thought  maybe  he  was  just  too  busy.  So  I  wrote 
him  a  letter--!  hadn't  heard  from  him  and  I  realized  that  I  was  asking  a  great  deal-and  said,  "If 
it's  too  much  of  a  bother  just  forget  about  it,  don't  do  it." 

About  a  week  later  I  got  a  call  and  he  said,  "I've  got  it  done,  Wayne."  We  talked  further  and 
he  said,  "I  worked  on  it  until  five  o'clock  this  morning.  If  you  don't  like  it,  tell  me  what  to  do 
and  I'll  change  it  or  rewrite  it."  But  here  in  the  midst  of  this  pressured  time  in  his  life,  he  found 
time  to  do  this.  The  final  product  was  one  that  he  had  really,  I'm  sure,  spent  much  time 
thinking  about.  He  shared  in  this  essay  his  own  feelings  about  his  own  life,  so,  so  much  of 
himself  was  in  this,  rather  than  just  being  a  workmanlike  job  of  doing  an  introduction  for  a 
friend.  He  gave  something  to  me  there,  and  I  am  most  appreciative  of  that. 


As  far  as  his  work  goes,  he  struggled  from  one  period  of  his  life  to  another.  I  remember 
hearing  both  from  him,  as  well  as  from  Steichen,  about  when  he  came  to  Steichen  and  asked 
Steichen  to  arrange— Gordon  wanted  to  work  for  Vogue,  and  he  hoped  that  Steichen  might 
provide  an  introduction  there  that  would  be  helpful.  I  never  really  got  a  full  story  from 
Steichen  about  it,  but  I  feel  that  Steichen  did  not  make  a  real  effort  to  introduce  Gordon  to 
Vogue,  if  he  made  any  effort  at  all.  Why?  I  don't  know.  It  could  be  any  number  of  personal 
reasons.  I  don't  think  they  ever  had  any  falling  out  or  differences  of  opinion. 

In  a  way —I  was  talking  to  Joan  about  this  the  other  day—I  wondered  if  maybe  Steichen  didn't 
want  to  recommend  someone  who  might  fail  in  Vogue's  eyes  and  maybe  reflect  upon  him.  I 
don't  know,  this  is  just  wild  thinking  on  my  part. 

Riess:       Steichen  was  the  MOMA  director  at  that  time? 

Miller:       Yes,  this  is  just  after  World  War  II,  '45  or  '47,  something  like  that.  I  think  Gordon  in  his 

book~his  last  book  was  called  Half  Past  Autumn,  and  in  it  I  believe  he  touches  on  this,  but  he 
doesn't  go  into  it.  I  believe,  in  conversation  with  Gordon,  that  he  feels  that  Steichen  didn't  help 
him  too  much,  didn't  go  out  of  his  way. 

It  was  important,  Gordon  was  moving  so  quickly  in  the  development  of  his  own  work  that  this 
was  a  logical  step.  When  he  finally  did  work  for  Vogue,  he  did  some  fantastic  things  for  them 
and  they  were  highly  appreciative  of  it.  This  was  a  stage  of  his  life  that  he  wanted  to 
experience  and  go  through.  So  much  of  his  life  has  been  that  way.  From  different  stages  in 
photography  and  stages  in  writing.  He  wrote  The  Learning  Tree,  as  you  know,  that  first  book. 
That's  a  beautiful  book  about  his  early  life  growing  up. 

Riess:       His  big  color  work  was  a  surprise  to  me. 

Miller:       He's  continuously  experimenting.  Evidently  he  has  a  studio,  I  didn't  know  he  had  a  studio 

space.  He  likes  light,  the  play  of  light,  the  things  that  happen,  and  the  movement.  The  color 
doesn't  do  as  much  for  me  as  the  black  and  white  when  it's  the  abstract  world.  But  it's  not 
unrelated  to  his  interest  in  music,  where  things  flow  and  where  things  just  happen.  You 
discover  things  when  they  happen  in  the  period  of  experimentation. 

Riess:       It's  interesting  that  as  you're  describing  him,  the  steps  in  his  life  are  very  planned,  quite 
deliberate. 

Miller:       He  doesn't  hesitate  to  go  beyond  where  he  is.  I  don't  know  how  deliberate  it  is  or  whether  he 
just  can't  stop  from  doing  it.  I  think  he's  of  a  nature  where  he  has  these  urges  and  he  has  to  do 
them.  Like  his  music,  he's  written  a  lot  of  music,  and  I  think  there  were  performances  in 
Europe  of  his  full-scale  orchestrations  and  some  of  the  symphonies  that  he  had  done.  Of 
course,  he  got  involved  in  the  movie  business,  and  he  did  "Shaft"  and  a  couple  of  other 
movies,  and  then  one  of  his  sons  got  interested  in  it  and  started  doing  some  of  the  same  things. 

He's  just  so  full  of  talent  that  he  can't  keep  it  in. 
Riess:       Why  did  you  say  that  you  felt  strange  about  the  Gordon  Parks  show? 

Miller:       First,  I  feel  that  it's  too  big  a  show.  I'd  like  to  see  it  edited  and  not  have  been  so  big.  I  think  a 
show  can  suffer  by  having  too  much,  so  much  that  after  a  while  you  can't  see  it  all.  It  loses 


those  qualities  that  come  through  because  of  a  concentration  of  ideas.  He's  had  so  many  great 
ideas,  and  they  were  explored  with  too  many  images,  so  that  I  couldn't  taste  that  intensity  of 
flavor  that  could  have  happened  with  tighter  editing. 

Also,  this  may  not  be  true  in  Gordon's  case,  but  I  know  it  was  true  in  Steichen's  case,  after 
you've  achieved  a  great  deal.  Steichen  always  wanted  to  do  something  new  that  he  had  never 
done  before,  and  it  had  to  be  better  than  anything  he'd  done  before.  He's  one  of  the  few  people 
I  know  who  can  lift  himself  up  by  the  bootstraps  and  move  on  and  go  into  new  territory.  I 
think  this  is  somehow  directly  related  to  getting  older.  You  find  that  time  is  running  short,  and 
you've  got  to  make  a  mark  in  some  of  those  areas  that  you  haven't  yet  explored. 

I  know  that's  the  case  with  Steichen  because  at  the  end  of  The  Family  of  Man— this  was  a  major 
peak  in  his  life,  and  while  we  were  cleaning  up  after  that  exhibition,  he  was  planning  on  doing 
a  bigger  show  on  women.  In  other  words,  he  was  going  to  top  The  Family  of  Man.  He  was 
going  to  do  other  things.  I  think  some  of  this  shows  up  in  Gordon's  exhibition.  He  was  trying 
to  push  into  new  areas  that  he  had  experimented  with  and  done  very  good  work  in,  but  now  he 
wanted  to  do  a  real  big  thing  on  some  aspects  of  it.  Some  of  this  abstract  work,  some  of  the 
nudes,  from  my  point  of  view,  and  maybe  I'm  totally  wrong,  I  feel  this  is  symptomatic  of  those 
drives.  When  I  talked  to  him  about  doing  this  piece  for  me  in  my  book,  Chicago  Southside,  he 
was  in  bed  with  torn  Achilles  tendons  in  both  legs. 

Riess:       How  did  he  get  that? 

Miller:       He  gets  this  from  running  every  morning.  He  runs  I  forget  how  many  miles,  four,  five,  six 

miles  every  day.  Here  he  is,  at  this  time  probably  eighty-five  or  eighty-six  when  he  tore  these 
tendons  from  this  strong  exercise.  He  was  in  bed  and  he  said,  "I'm  recovering  now,  this 
happened  about  a  year  ago  and  I'm  still  suffering  some,  I'm  still  bed-ridden  to  a  degree,  but  I'm 
able  to  get  up  and  move  quite  well.  I  think  I'll  be  able  to  be  running  now  in  about  another 
couple  of  months."  This  kind  of  drive,  he's  a  captive  of  his  own  energies,  you  know? 

Riess:       There's  nothing  enviable  about  it,  is  there? 

Miller:       It's  a  drive,  he's  a  driven  man  in  many  ways.  But,  my  God,  physically  he's  seemingly  in  great 
shape. 

Riess:       You  talk  about  Parks  going  from  the  abstractions  to  the  nudes  and  Steichen  wanting  to  do  the 
women.  Do  you  feel  that  these  men  had  something  to  say  about  women  or  nudes  or 
abstraction?  Certainly  there  were  important  things  to  say  in  The  Family  of  Man,  and  in  the 
early  Gordon  Parks  work  there  was  something  very  important  to  say. 

Miller:  That's  a  tough  one,  Suzanne.  I  feel  that  some  of  the  things  I'm  talking  about  here  with  Steichen 
and  Gordon,  I  think  that  inner  drives  don't  have  names.  It  may  be  one  of  wanting  to  get  it  out 
before  it's  too  late,  before  they  die,  before  they  can't  function.  I  can  certainly  understand  that. 
I've  talked  to  you  about  the  photographs  I've  gathered  together  here  of  my  life's  work.  I  want 
to  do  something  with  it  before  it's  too  late  for  me  to  do  any  more  with  it.  So  I'm  pushed  now  to 
get  that  done. 

I  have  mixed  feelings.  It's  a  mix  between  ego  and  one  of  not  being—.  I  feel  as  if  if  I  don't  do 
it,  I'm  leaving  a  lot  of  residue  and  unfinished  business  for  my  family  to  take  care  of.  I  don't 


like  that,  I  don't  like  to  be  that  messy.  I  want  to  be  neater  about  it.  This  doesn't  relate  to 
Steichen  or  Gordon,  I  don't  believe.  We're  talking  about  another  facet  here. 

Riess:       Are  you  thinking  "doing  something"  as  book  and  exhibition? 

Miller:       I'm  thinking  about  books,  that  sort  of  thing,  because  that's  a  form  of  organization.  Exhibitions, 
per  se,  that  can  always  be  done  after  the  material  has  been  organized  in  the  book.  So  I'm  not 
too  interested  in  that.  I  do  want  to  get  it  done.  I'm  not  trying  to  pick  up  my  camera  and  do 
something  I've  never  done  before.  I'm  not  trying  to  take  my  past  work  and  try  to  make 
something  new  out  of  it  that  didn't  exist  before.  I'm  not  that  kind  of  a  talent,  that  kind  of  a 
producer  that  these  people  are.  I  don't  pretend  to  relate  myself  to  that.  These  people  have  a 
drive  down  deep  and  they  can't  stop.  It's  like  a  kettle  that  steam  has  built  up  in,  it  just  has  to  be 
released  somehow. 

Riess:       That's  very  interesting. 
Miller:       That  may  just  be  nothing  but  ego,  I  don't  know.  I  just  don't  know. 

Riess:       I  wonder  if  some  photographers  feel  that  they  are  partly  defined  as  "people  who  are  not 
painters,"  and  whether  photographers  have  ever  turned  into  painters. 

Miller:       That's  interesting.  I  understand  that  Henri  Carder-Bresson,  who  gave  up  active  photography 
some  years  back,  has  been  painting  ever  since  and  has  some  exhibits  at  the  Louvre.  He  wants 
to  do  more.  Well,  I  don't  know  why  he  wants  to  do  that  rather  than  photography,  but  I  do  know 
that  photography  for  me— after  awhile  one's  abilities  and  feelings  are  hard  to  get  onto  the 
photographic  paper  to  the  degree  we  could  in  earlier  years. 

Maybe  frustration  is  taking  place  in  Henri's  case  where  he  wants  to  still  get  these  things  out,  so 
he's  going  to  painting.  I  don't  know.  As  far  as  relating  the  basic  drive  to  painting,  I  would  feel 
it,  Suzanne,  as  being  one  of  wanting  to  be  able  to  communicate  it,  wanting  to  be  able  to  say  it, 
no  matter  what  vehicle  you  use.  If  painting  seems  to  feel  good,  why  gosh,  yes. 

Photography  isn't  something  special  or  sacrosanct  that  it  has  to  be  honored  or  what  not. 
Recently  Rene  Burri,  a  Swiss  photographer,  asked  me  to  autograph  the  Chicago  book,  and  he 
had  drawn  some  things  in  there  on  the  title  page,  and  a  space  for  me  to  sign  in.  These  are  rich 
people  who  have  talents,  they  can  call  on  these  various  talents.  I'm  envious  of  these  people 
that  can  do  these  sort  of  things,  they're  blessed. 


Photoeraohine  Blacks.  "Makine"  and  "Takine"  Pictures 


Riess:       The  Gordon  Parks  exhibition  seemed  as  if  it  all  had  been  printed  at  the  same  time.  I  don't 
know  whether  the  images  were  printed  for  the  show. 

Miller:       I  think  it  may  very  well  have  been  a  mechanical  happenstance,  because  the  negatives  are 

owned,  most  of  them,  by  Life  magazine.  To  have  prints  for  the  exhibition,  they  were  supplied 
by  Life  and  probably  printed  by  Life  for  this  exhibition.  So  they  were  current  prints.  I  can't 
answer  that.  Do  you  mean  that  they  were  too  slick  somehow? 


Riess:       They  seemed  very  dark,  very  black.  I  wondered  if  that  is  how  they  originally  had  been  seen? 

Miller:       I  can't  answer  that,  Suzanne.  I  wasn't  sensitive  to  that  aspect  of  them.  He  has  that  fine  ability 
to  create  emotional  feelings  by  the  way  the  picture  was  photographed,  as  well  as  the  way  it 
was  printed. 

Riess:       To  photograph  black  people,  are  there  technical  problems?  Lighting?  Those  were  dark 
interiors. 

Miller:       I've  heard  that  feeling  expressed  before,  but  I've  never  felt  it.  I've  photographed  blacks  in 
Chicago,  and  many  times  I  used  flash  that  ameliorates  some  of  the  problems  you're  talking 
about,  the  shadows  and  all.  Also  I  was  using  flash  because  it  was  able  to  capture  moments  that 
using  natural  light  wouldn't  permit  because  of  the  lighting  conditions,  but  even  though  it  was 
white  people,  lighter  skinned  people,  it  wouldn't  have  changed  my  photography,  I  don't  think. 

Let  me  put  it  this  way:  as  a  photographer,  I  never  realized  when  I  was  taking  pictures  that  these 
people  were  black.  They  were  people,  that's  what  I  was  trying  to  capture  on  my  film.  How 
they  feel,  how  they  were  struggling,  how  they  were  trying  to  express  themselves.  I  wasn't 
illustrating  a  concept  that  I  had,  it  was  one  of  trying  to  say  what  I  thought  they  were  thinking, 
trying  to  think  with  them. 

Riess:       You  were  not  a  white  man  in  a  black  situation,  you  were  just  a  photographer  with  people. 

Miller:       Yes,  and  I  think  that  the  majority  of  people  I  was  photographing  during  that  period  might  have 
felt  the  same  way.  I  didn't  have  confrontations  of  that  nature  when  I  was  working  with  them. 

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Miller:       The  Rosicrucians,  evidently  you  develop  over  your  head  an  amorphous  shape  of  some  sort  that 
has  a  color  to  it,  and  maybe  a  shape  that's  meaningful  to  another  Rosicruicianist.  I  feel  that 
maybe  during  this  time  that  I  was  photographing  blacks  that  I  may  have  had  the  right  color 
vapor  over  my  head  or  something.  Anyway,  it  just  worked  out  that  the  color,  my  being  white 
and  them  being  black-any  photographer  that's  really  focusing  on  capturing  what  he  feels  is 
taking  place,  you  don't  see  those  other  things.  You're  just  seeing  the  glint  in  the  eye,  the  way 
the  body  moves,  the  attitude  of  the  face  and  so  forth.  The  other  is  immaterial. 

Riess:       Well,  it's  a  great  state  to  be  in.  You're  saying  there's  no  self-consciousness. 

Miller:       No,  no.  I  may  be  getting  this  out  of  order  for  you,  but  I  was  able  to  move  within  this  black 
society  on  the  south  side  of  Chicago.  I  was  the  only  white  face  around  for  blocks,  outside  of 
delivery  people  or  the  boss  of  a  store  someplace.  I  could  walk  down  the  streets  alone  any  time 
of  the  day  or  night.  I  walked  down  the  alleyways,  I  walked  into  tenement  houses,  walked 
down  hallways.  If  I  saw  an  open  door,  or  hear  some  voices,  I  would  smile  and  ask,  "Do  you 
mind  if  I  make  some  photographs."  Invariably  I  would  be  invited  in.  "Sure,  go  ahead." 

It's  strange  and  it's  related  to  that  old  saw  that  you  don't  know  until  you  ask.  It  was  lovely. 
Somehow  or  other,  people  accepted  me,  they  didn't  feel  I  was  trying  to  take  advantage  of  them, 
I  wasn't  trying  to  sell  them  a  set  of  encyclopedias  or  life  insurance.  I  was  serious  about  trying 
to  take  some  photographs  and  I  wasn't  going  to  hurt  them.  I'd  like  to  think  that  they  felt  that  I 
could,  maybe,  tell  their  story  and  express  the  things  that  were  of  concern  to  them.  I  didn't  ask 


them  to  stand  there,  or  put  their  arm  there.  I  never  interfered  a  bit  as  to  what  they  were  doing. 
My  opening  statement  would  usually  be,  "Please  keep  doing  what  you're  doing,  it's  lovely,"  or 
something  of  that  nature.  Strangely  enough,  people  would  do  it. 

Riess:       They  didn't  ask  you  how  it  was  going  to  be  used? 
Miller:       No. 

Riess:       I'm  struck  by  your  choice  of  words~"making"  photographs,  not  "taking"  photographs.  Two 
very  different  words. 

Miller:       Actually  I  don't  know,  I  could  argue  both  sides  of  those  two  words.  I  wasn't— no,  I  was,  I  was 
stealing  images.  But  I  was  sharing,  really.  But  I  wasn't  "making"  the  pictures  either.  That,  to 
me,  is  illustration,  where  I'd  be  moving  images  around  within  the  frame,  the  picture  frame,  to 
express  something  that  was  not  there.  I  wasn't  creating  props  or  bringing  props  into  it  or 
something  of  that  nature.  Just  photographing  what  is  there  is  tremendously  exciting. 

Talking  about  "making"  and  "taking",  Canada  had  a  world's  fair  in  Ottawa  or  something  like 
that,  Expo-something.  During  that  time,  there  was  a  discussion  group  on  photography,  and  I 
was  part  of  it.  It  was  Karsch  of  Canada  [Ottawa],  Gene  Smith,  somebody  else,  and  myself. 
Plus  a  psychiatrist,  and  that  was  fascinating,  his  talking  about  photography.  It  got  around  to 
the  point  of  "making"  and  "taking."  "Taking"  being  a  form  of  theft  and  "making"  being  one  of 
using  your  subject  to  say  something  else.  I'm  talking  about  illustration.  The  psychiatrist  was 
the  moderator  in  this  discussion,  and  he  brought  up  that  the  photographer  holds  this  instrument 
between  himself  and  his  subject.  He  hides  behind  it,  peeks  through  it,  and  then  he  steals 
something.  So  he  removes  himself  from  the  reality  by  this  camera  he  has  out  in  front  of  him. 
I've  never  forgotten  that,  and  I  wonder  how  true  is  it?  That's  life  itself,  to  be  able  to  see  it  and 
then  to  share  it.  To  make  photographs  or  take  photographs,  that's  what  it's  all  about. 

For  example,  the  pictures  I  did  in  Chicago  Souths ide  with  blacks,  none  of  them  seem  to  be 
conscious  of  what  I'm  doing.  It  has  been  suggested  that  maybe  because  I  was  using  this 
Rolleiflex,  which  is  a  reflex  camera  that  I  had  hung  around  my  neck  and  that  had  a  waist-level 
viewpoint,  that  I  was  looking  down  into  it  rather  than  looking  at  them,  it's  been  suggested  that 
this  might  be  a  reason  for  that.  Well,  it  may  be,  I  don't  know.  I  do  know  that  since  then,  not 
using  a  reflex,  my  subjects  don't  change,  so  I  question  it.  But  it's  a  possibility. 

Riess:       Some  of  the  words  associated  with  photography  are  unfortunate,  if  you  really  parse  them,  like 
"getting,"  I  "got"  the  shot. 

Miller:       Or  I  "shot"  a  picture.  It  may  be  that  we  just  need  an  intelligent  photographer  to  come  up  with 
better  words. 


Family  Background 


Riess:       To  go  back  to  the  beginning,  you  were  bom  on  September  19,  1 9 1 8,  in  Chicago.  Tell  me  about 
your  Chicago  and  your  family. 


Miller:       My  father  was  a  practicing  physician  and  surgeon  in  gynecology  and  obstetrics.  I  think  he  was 
in  many  ways  a  very  simple  man.  He  came  from  central  Illinois,  he  was  born  in  Casey, 
Illinois,  I  believe.  He  went  through  medical  school  in  Chicago  and  then  went  on  to  New  York. 
I  don't  know  how  he  got  to  New  York,  but  he  was  doing  some  internship  at  Bellevue  Hospital 
in  New  York.  One  of  the  duties  they  had  was  to  ride  the  ambulance.  During  one  of  those 
ambulance  trips  they  delivered  or  picked  up  somebody  or  something  at  the  Flower  Hospital, 
also  in  New  York  City,  and  he  met  this  young  nurse,  who  was  the  supervisor  of  nurses  there, 
who  eventually  became  my  mother. 

She  was  an  Irish  girl  who  had  been  adopted,  she  doesn't  know  where  she  came  from.  She  was 
Irish,  Ellen  van  Horn  Dempsey.  She  was  raised  in  New  Jersey,  Somerville,  New  Jersey  I 
believe.  Shortly  after  he  met  her,  as  the  story  goes~I  say  shortly,  it  was  within  a  week—he  had 
learned  of  a  job  offer  at  a  Guggenheim  gold  mine  in  Ecuador.  They  were  asking  for  a  medical 
team,  so  he  proposed  to  my  mother,  they  got  married,  and  they  went  to  Ecuador  at  the  end  of 
that  week. 

This  mine  was  back  inland  from  the  coast;  they  had  to  go  over  to  the  other  side  of  the  Andes. 
They  were  there  about  a  year.  When  my  mother  became  pregnant,  she  had  malaria— she  was 
pregnant  with  my  brother,  my  only  sibling.  He  was  born  with  malaria,  and  they  decided  that 
they  had  to  get  him  out  of  there.  They  spent  a  week  on  mule-back  to  get  to  the  coast.  They 
also  carried  with  them  a  small  coffin.  They  didn't  expect  him  to  make  it.  But  they  did  make  it, 
got  back  to  Quito,  and  took  a  ship  back  to  the  states  and  returned  to  my  father's  hometown, 
Casey,  Illinois.  The  two  of  them  nursed  my  brother  for  that  period  of  time  and  got  him  back  to 
health,  recovered. 

Riess:       What's  your  brother's  name? 

Miller:       Harold.  My  father's  name  is  Harold  Wayne  Miller.  I  don't  think  he  could  have  stood  a  third 
boy,  he  would  have  run  out  of  names,    [laughter].  This  was  on  my  grandfather's  farm.  My 
father's  father  was  a  farmer.  His  name  was  Benton  Miller. 

Riess:       Any  relation  to  the  [Thomas  Hart]  Benton  painter? 

Miller:  No.  He  was  a  state  legislator  for  a  short  time.  I  say  short  time,  because  I  don't  know  how  long, 
but  he  suffered  an  injury,  I  think  it  was  a  horse  injury,  and  lost  his  leg.  They  had  a  small  farm 
that  he  and  my  grandmother  operated.  I  remember  my  grandmother,  I  would  visit  her  when  I 
was  very  young.  It's  probably  the  earliest  memory  I  have.  I  remember  her  out  there  in  the 
field  after  my  grandfather  died.  My  grandfather  had  died  a  month  before  I  was  born.  She  was 
out  there  alone,  walking  behind  this  horse,  holding  the  handles  of  a  plow.  She  had  the  straps, 
the  reins  of  the  horse,  over  her  shoulder  while  she  was  following  the  horse.  That  was  probably 
not  uncommon.  They  didn't  have  tractors  then. 

She  was  quite  an  individualist,  Julia  Miller  was.  Later  she  got  a  car.  I  remember  she  had  a 
Pontiac.  Few  of  the  roads  were  paved.  She  would  drive  this  car,  and  since  she  was  a  farmer 
woman  she  was  concerned  with  the  fields  and  what  was  out  there.  If  you  were  a  passenger, 
she'd  be  busy  talking  to  you  and  looking  at  the  farm  fields.  Several  times  we  ended  up  in  the 
ditch. 

Riess:       Were  you  born  out  there,  too? 


Miller:       No,  my  father  then  eventually  went  to  Chicago.  He  worked  for  the  Montgomery  Ward 

Company  as  a  doctor.  The  flu  epidemic  came  along  in  1918,  and  as  I  understand  it  he  was 
asked  to  stay  there  and  be  a  doctor  because  they  needed  him,  rather  than  World  War  I—it  must 
have  been  before  then.  But  I  was  born  in  1918,  in  Chicago,  where  my  father,  mother,  brother 
and  I  were  living. 

Riess:       Did  your  family  talk  about  the  Ecuador  time?  Was  that  kind  of  an  exciting  narrative  as  the 
years  went  by? 

Miller:       Not  in  great  detail.  I  have  some  early  pictures  of  that  time,  some  glass  plates  of  some  of  that. 
I  remember  one  photograph  of  my  father,  mother,  and  some  other  doctors'  aides  standing 
around  an  operating  table  on  which  this  amputated  leg  was  laid.  Why  they  wanted  to  make 
that  picture  I  don't  know,  but  that's  the  picture.  There's  another  picture  of  my  father  holding 
the  reins  of  a  horse.  My  father's  on  foot  and  the  horse,  or  mule,  is  tied  to  a  post.  My  father 
also  has  a  two  by  four,  or  something,  and  the  old  story  was  that  you  had  to  first  get  their 
attention  to  break  these  horses.  That  was  another  photograph  I  remember. 

Riess:       Distressing  images. 

Miller:       As  far  as  the  romance,  and  things  of  that  nature,  from  that  period  of  time,  I'm  sure  they  talked 
about  them  but  I  don't  remember. 


Riess:       It's  a  wonderful  example  of  the  power  of  the  image,  isn't  it? 


Miller:       Yes,  it  is.  Words,  I  would  assume,  need  context  in  order  to  be  meaningful.  Maybe  the 

photograph  has  enough  of  those  built  into  it  so  you  can  remember  them  more  than  a  phrase  or 
a  story. 

I  was  raised  in  Chicago.  My  father  was  not  a  fashionable,  wealthy,  physician.  I  remember 
during  the  Depression  he  would  often  come  home  with  some  groceries  that  people  gave  him  in 
payment  for  his  work.  Other  times,  he  would  work  for  nothing.  During  the  Depression  it  was 
not  easy,  but  not  hard.  As  a  youngster  you  don't  realize  that  it's  hard,  or  good,  or  anything. 
Everything  is  fine.  I  had  a  very  happy  childhood. 


Chicago  Neighborhood  and  Friends 


Riess:       What  part  of  the  city,  and  how  racially  mixed  was  your  upbringing? 

Miller:       It  was  the  north  side  of  Chicago,  near  north  side,  to  begin  with,  and  then  as  my  father  became 
more  affluent,  we  moved  further  north  into  better  neighborhoods.  Invariably,  we  were  on  the 
edges  of  mixed  neighborhoods,  which  in  Chicago  would  be  recent  immigrants  and  maybe 
some  blacks,  and  prostitutes,  I  remember  that.  After  a  while,  then  we  could  move  out,  beyond 
that,  away  from  the  closeness  of  that  line.  I  mention  some  of  these  things  because  in  my 
grammar  school  years  I  would  sell  newspapers.  The  Chicago  Daily  News. 

Riess:       You  had  a  corner? 


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Miller:       Sometimes  a  comer.  I  had  one  corner,  I  had  a  newsstand  on  it.  There  just  happened  to  be  a 
box  there,  and  that  was  my  newsstand. 

Riess:       Was  this  part  of  your  upbringing,  that  you  had  to  work?  Was  there  some  lesson  in  being  a 
paperboy  or  did  you  really  need  the  money? 

Miller:       I  wasn't  aware  of  needing  the  money,  per  se.  I  just  don't  know  why,  but  it  was  always  very 
important  to  me  to  work,  [tape  interruption] 

[looking  at  photograph]2  This  is  the  first  home  that  I  remember  living  in,  I  guess  I  came  there 
shortly  after  birth,  4331  Hazel  Avenue.  It  was  a  six-flat,  three  flats,  side  by  side.  It  was  a 
comer  right  in  the  neighborhood  of  Montrose  and  Broadway  and  Sheridan  in  Chicago.  Across 
the  street,  there  was  an  empty  lot  which  they  grew  corn  in.  It's  fantastic  to  think  about  corn 
growing  in  a  city.  Right  now  there's  a  great  big  building  there.  It  was  a  community  where 
there  was  a  mixture  of  ethnic  groups.  We  had  some  Greeks,  some  Italians,  Germans,  Jews, 
Catholics.  Also,  just  about  a  block  away,  we  had  some  blacks. 

It  was  one  of  those  communities  which  were  viable,  just  moving  from  one  group  into  another, 
consolidating  some  groups.  I  know  we  had  a  stretch  of  buildings  there  with  prostitutes  in  it. 
So  it  was  a  real  viable  community.  In  fact,  I  was  selling  newspapers,  you  know,  where  you'd 
get  your  newspapers  and  put  them  under  your  arm  and  go  down  the  streets.  We'd  come  up 
with  all  kind  of  ways  of  attracting  attention  to  ourselves,  and  yelling,  Extra!  Extra!,  as  though 
it  was  some  new  news  breaking  and  it  wasn't  at  all,  it  was  just  a  way  of  calling  attention  to  the 
fact  that  we  had  newspapers.  I  remember  whenever  any  of  the  supposed  prostitutes  would  buy 
a  newspaper  from  me,  there  was  always  a  tip,  which  is  unlike  selling  newspapers  to  other 
groups. 

My  brother  was  four  years  older  than  I  was  and  he  had  a  different  gang,  like  a  different 
generation.  Four  years,  that's  a  big  difference  when  you're  young.  So  I  was  always  being 
teased  or  excluded  from  his  group.  I  remember  one  time—they  would  gang  up  on  people,  just 
like  they'd  gang  up  on  me  and  my  same-age  friends,  and  tell  horror  stories.  We  had  a 
basement,  a  dirt  floor  in  our  building,  with  little  cubbyholes  for  tenants  to  store  their  things, 
and  that  was  a  great  gathering  place  for  all  kinds  of  stories  and  experiments  of  sorts,  I  suppose. 
One  of  them— I  don't  know  if  it  was  true  or  not,  but  my  brother  claimed  that  they'd  hung  this 
kid  up  by  his  thumbs  down  there.  It  probably  is  braggadocio  rather  than  fact. 

I  do  know  that  one  time  a  new  family  moved  into  the  neighborhood,  in  this  case  Jewish,  and 
they  were  taunting  the  young  boy,  and  my  brother  took  an  egg  and  slid  it  down  the  back  of  his 
sweater  or  shirt  or  whatever  and  broke  the  egg.  From  then  on,  he  was  known  as  "Eggs".  A 
cruel  thing,  but  so  much  of  our  lives  were  quite  direct  and  forthright.  Thinking  of  today's 
children  and  what  they  do  after  school,  after  school  we  rough-housed  and  fought,  and  it  was 
very  physical,  and  very  much  a  measuring  stick  of  position  within  the  groups  as  to  how  strong 
you  were.  You  didn't  cry.  If  you  did  that  was  a  sign  of  weakness,  and  that  would  attract  more 
attention.  And  yet  I  had  great  experiences  there. 

We  were  just  about  two  or  three  blocks  from  the  edge  of  Lake  Michigan.  There  was  an  empty 
building  site,  probably  big  enough  for  a  building,  which  wasn't  there.  It  was  an  empty  lot,  and 


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that  lot,  because  it  was  so  close  to  the  lake,  was  all  sand.  You'd  dig  down  a  little  bit  and  it  was 
just  this  beautiful  lovely  sand.  Marvelous  for  playing  in.  We  would  dig  into  that,  and  I 
remember  one  time  we  built  a  shack,  a  little  hut,  on  top  of  it.  Then  underneath  it  we  built  this 
secret  hole,  to  protect  us  from  the  bigger  boys.  Also  kind  of  the  secrecy  of  it  was  great  fun. 
Then  we  dug  down  further,  probably  four  or  five  feet  deep.  Then  we  started  digging  laterally, 
over  to  the  edge  of  the  adjacent  apartment  house  and  under  the  cement  sidewalk  and  into  the 
wall  of  the  house.  We  took  the  bricks  out  and  made  an  entranceway  into  the  basement  of  that 
apartment  house. 

This  woman,  an  older  woman,  it  was  a  two-story  apartment  house,  and  she  owned  it  and  lived 
alone  there  in  the  first  floor  apartment.  And  when  she  found  out  we'd  done  that,  oh,  it  just 
upset  her  so  much.  We  did  it  just  playing,  experimenting.  She  took  it  badly,  or  she  felt  that  we 
didn't  like  her,  and  it  was  too  sad,  because  she  was  awful  nice  to  us.  She  would  frequently  ask 
us  to  go  down  and  get  a  bottle  of  Pluto  Water  for  her.  That  was  a  bottle  of  salt  water,  a  saline 
solution  of  some  sort,  with  a  little  siphon  spigot  on  the  top.  She'd  always  give  us  a  tip  for 
doing  that,  she  was  always  kind  to  us.  It  always  kind  of  hurt  me,  the  fact  that  we'd  done 
something  that  had  upset  her. 

We  had  a  marvelous  time  there.  George  Nickopolus,  my  closest  friend,  he  lived  in  the  second 
floor  of  that  apartment  house,  with  his  two  sisters.  I  remember  Asa  and  Alexandria.  It's  funny 
how  you  remember  things.  George  and  I  were  in  grammar  school  together.  It  must  be  that  all 
Greeks  had  very  thick  slices  of  bread,  because  his  sandwiches  always  had  big  thick  slices  of 
bread,  and  I  always  related  that  to  Greeks.  Crazy  you  know,  of  course.  George  and  I  were 
always  playing  around  doing  things.  I  remember  we  decided  we  were  going  to  run  a  telephone 
between  his  second  floor  apartment  and  my  second  floor  apartment.  We  were  separated  by  a 
yard  at  his  end  of  the  line,  and  then  an  alleyway,  and  then  some  garages,  then  a  little  yard  on 
my  end,  plus  to  my  porch.  Our  telephone  consisted  of  just  cord,  I  think  it  was,  it  wasn't  wire. 
We  had  a  Quaker  Oats  box  at  his  end,  and  I  had  one  at  my  end.  We  were  able  to  get  a  little 
sound  out  of  it,  but  nothing  really  competitive  with  a  telephone  system. 

We  had  such  great  fun  doing  those  things.  Down  the  street  there  was  another  building, 
adjacent  to  the  empty  lot,  a  three-story  building.  One  time,  I  think  it  was  a  Graf  Zeppelin  came 
over  Chicago,  or  another  rigid  airship.  One  of  the  kids,  they  went  up  to  the  roof  of  this 
apartment  house  to  look  at  it  and  one  of  the  kids  fell  off  and  was  killed,  watching  this  big 
airship.  Anyway,  it  was  a  fascinating  period  and  it  flashes  back  in  my  mind,  things  that  took 
place  there. 

When  I  started  going  to  junior  high  school  we  moved  from  this  apartment  house  to  another 
one.  We  always  moved  into  a  new  neighborhood  that  was  just  on  the  edge  of  falling  apart  or 
disintegrating.  It  was  never  into  a  firm,  solid,  established  community.  It  was  one  that  was 
somehow  on  the  way  out.  I  think  it  was  not  unrelated  to  the  fact  that  my  father  was  a 
struggling  young  physician  and  surgeon  and  doing  his  best  under  the  conditions  that  were 
possible.  It  was  certainly  a  rich  experience. 

Gosh,  the  kids  that  I  knew  then!  George  Nickopolus,  and  a  fellow  named  George  Schein,  he 
lived  next  door  there.  Oh,  let  me  tell  you  about  the  fellow  that  lived  on  the  floor  above  us  in 
our  apartment  house.  It  was  Al  Sutton.  He  was  a  pianist,  just  a  few  years  older  than  I  was,  but 
he  was  good,  one  of  those  fellows  who  just  was  good.  He  was  a  close  friend.  I  remember  one 
day  my  father  was  working— I  don't  know  if  he  was  working  with  me  or  he  was  working  on  his 
own-but  he  had  a  crystal  set.  A  crystal  set  is  for  a  radio,  it's  an  old  tuning  device.  It  was 


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called  a  "cat's  whisker,"  the  little  wire  that  rubs  against  this  crystal—somehow  it  relates  to 
radio. 

My  father  was  trying  to  tune  in  this  one  station  and  he  worked  and  worked  and  worked  on  this. 
I  remember  this  so  clearly.  He  had  earphones  on.  And  finally  he  got  the  station!  And  oh, 
what  a  great  success  that  was  for  him.  He  took  his  earphones  off  and  gave  them  to  me,  and  I 
couldn't  hear  a  thing.  What  it  was  is  that  no  radio  programs  were  broadcast  on  Mondays,  and 
it  was  Al  Sutton  upstairs  playing  the  piano  that  my  father  heard! 

Time-wise,  I  remember  our  apartment  house  faced  a  street;  we  were  at  the  end  of  this  street 
coming  down  to  us  from  Sheridan.  My  father  had  a  garage  about  a  block  away.  My  father 
would  park  the  car  in  the  garage  and  walk  down  this  street,  but  you  could  see  him,  he  was 
visible  that  whole  distance.  I  remember  it  was  1927,  and  I  put  the  front  page  up  against  the 
window,  about  Lindy  [Lindbergh]  landing  in  Paris,  in  France,  he  had  made  it!  It  was  a  great 
moment.  I  held  the  paper  up  against  the  glass  so  that  he  could  see  it  coming  in.  I  don't  think 
we  had  car  radios  then.  Anyway,  those  little  recollections,  those  are  some  of  the  things  that  I 
had  down  here. 

Riess:       You  had  a  good  relationship  with  your  father. 

Miller:       Yes.  He  tried  so  hard,  and  there  was  such  a  gap  between  us  as  far  as—.  We  didn't  do  very  many 
things  together,  but  I  don't  think  that  was  necessary.  I  remember  in  the  morning  he'd  come  in 
to  wake  me  up  for  school  and  kiss  me  good-morning.  I  could  smell  ether  in  his  lungs.  He'd 
already  been  to  the  hospital  and  done  some  surgery  and  come  back  from  the  hospital  to  waken 
me  to  go  to  grammar  school.  I  remember  that  so  clearly.    When  I  smell  ether  today, 
immediately  I'm  thrown  back  to  those  moments. 

The  apartment  houses  we  lived  in,  they  were  crammed  cheek  to  jowl,  but  the  back  of  these 
apartment  houses  had  wooden  back  porches  and  wooden  steps  going  down  to  the  small  back 
yards.  The  next  apartment  was  separated  by  a  little  breezeway  or  light  well,  maybe  twelve  feet 
across  or  something  like  that.  I  remember  one  evening  our  neighbors,  never  did  know  who 
they  were,  they  had  a  real  knock-down-drag-out  fight.  These  porches,  we  all  had  a  wooden 
swing  hung  by  chains  to  sit  in,  so  they  had  one  too.  I  remember  this  big  yelp,  on  the  part  of 
this  man,  and  he  ran  out  the  back  porch,  and  he  hid  underneath  this  swing,  all  crouched  up. 
Not  only  were  they  having  a  fight,  but  his  wife  had  actually  bitten  his  thumb  off!  It  was  really 
something.  I  can  remember  him  huddled  up  there,  completely  exposed  on  all  four  sides, 
underneath  this  hanging  swing.  Poor  devil. 

Riess:       The  gangs  weren't  along  ethnic  lines? 

Miller:  No.  Ethnicity  didn't  play  a  part,  at  least  in  our  age  group,  it  had  nothing  to  do  with  it.  It  was 
just  a  case  of  whether  a  person  was  easy  to  get  along  with,  or  wasn't.  If  they  weren't  easy  to 
get  along  with,  why  they  wouldn't  be  a  part  of  the  gang.  It  wasn't  a  big  deal. 

Riess:       When  you  sit  here  and  reminisce,  is  it  like  a  photograph  that  you're  looking  at? 
Miller:       It's  graphic,  very  much  so.3 


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Our  neighborhood— in  hindsight,  our  family  was  the  minority.  We  had  Greeks,  Jews,  Italians, 
and  some  Germans,  and  the  Miller  family.  These  were  the  kinds  of  kids  I  grew  up  with.  My 
best  friends  were  this  group.  The  grammar  school  was  similar.  In  grammar  school,  to  give 
you  an  idea  of  it,  because  I  was  well  fed  and  not  beaten  by  my  parents,  I  had  a  little  more  of  a 
balanced  way  of  life  than  some  of  the  other  children  in  grammar  school  did.  I  was  often  given 
some  special  jobs  by  the  teachers  or  principal. 

In  this  one  case,  I  was  given  the  job  of  working  out  of  the  office,  and  I  was  there  when  a  family 
was  present,  a  Polish  family  I  believe,  a  mother,  father,  and  boy.  They  were  having  a  strong 
argument  with  the  principal  and  the  principal  said,  "Every  child  has  to  have  a  bath  once  a 
year."  Their  argument  was  that,  no,  they  were  not  going  to  bathe  their  boy.  It  came  down  to 
the  fact  that  this  boy  was  prepared  for  winter,  and  his  underwear  had  been  sewn  onto  his  body. 
First  they  would  put  oil  or  grease  on  it,  they  would  sew  it  up  and  they  were  going  to  take  it  off 
next  spring.  This  was  a  basis  for  disagreement.  I'm  using  this  as  an  example  of  the  kind  of 
grammar  school  it  was. 

I  was  not  necessarily  a  strong  young  boy.  I  was  active,  but  not  strong,  a  very  slight  build. 
Very  cocky,  I  had  lots  of  energy,  and  frequently  irritated  other  students.  So  I  would  frequently 
get  involved  in  fights.  I  remember  one  in  particular.  If  you  had  a  fight,  you  wouldn't  fight  in 
school.  After  school  you'd  go  out  in  the  back  yard  to  this  place-it  was  a  space  surrounded  by 
concrete  where  they  dumped  ashes,  or  something  like  that.  That's  the  area  we  would  go  to  for 
fights.  I  remember  this  one  time  I  was  out  there,  and  I  had  to  defend  myself.  I  think  this  boy's 
name  was  Louis,  and  I  didn't  do  very  well.  He  just  cleaned  up  on  me.  He  was  black,  and  we 
were  very  good  friends  after  that. 

It  was  just  one  of  those  things  you  took  in  stride,  it  wasn't  life  and  death.  You  had  to  do  it  in 
order  to  get  through  the  day.  There  were  other  fights  I  had  and  what  not,  but  as  I  recall— my 
wife  says  I  only  remember  good  things  and  don't  remember  bad  things.  But  I  recall  an  awful 
lot  of  good  things,  I  had  a  heck  of  a  good  time  as  a  youngster. 

Riess:       About  the  fights,  were  your  parents  disturbed?  They  thought  maybe  it  was  time  to  move,  or 
did  they  take  it  in  stride,  too? 

Miller:       I  don't  know  if  they  ever  knew  about  it. 


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Riess:       Your  surroundings  as  you  grew  up,  were  there  particular  paintings  or  books?  What  kind  of 
cultural  trappings  did  you  grow  up  in? 

Miller:       I'm  smiling,  because  one  of  the  first  things  I  remember  was  a  Scoreboard  of  the  baseball  teams. 
It  was  put  over  the  front  window  of  this  notions  store  where  we  got  cold  drinks.  The  Cubs 
were  our  big  baseball  team. 

To  more  seriously  answer  your  question,  we  didn't  have  much  more  than  that  in  our  home.  We 
had  some  classic  pictures.  I  can't  remember  the  name.  A  young  woman  draped  around  a 
column,  a  setting  sun  around  a  pool  of  water,  or  something.  By  a  field  or  a  church  or 


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something.  That  was  about  the  extent  of  it.  My  parents  were  interested  in  my  learning  music, 
an  appreciation  of  music.  I  spent  something  like  five  years,  I  think,  at  piano  lessons,  and 
played  at  a  few  recitals  which  were  not  recitals  but  just  appearances  in  front  of  people  outside 
of  my  parents.  In  fact,  I  even  played  one  time  at  the  Chicago  Symphony  Hall,  or  something 
like  that.  But  not  up  in  front  on  the  stage,  it  must  have  been  in  a  back  broom  closet,  because  it 
was  very  modest. 

Riess:       Did  you  enjoy  it? 

Miller:       No,  it  was  terrible,  I  didn't  like  it  at  all.  In  fact,  I  gave  it  up  and  became  interested  in  the  violin. 
I  studied  the  violin  for  about  six  years,  off  and  on.  I  was  equally  ignorant  when  I  quit  that.  I 
was  just  not  cut  out  for  it  somehow.  I  don't  know  if  I  did  it  out  of  obligation  to  my  mother  and 
father,  or  whether  I  was  bullheaded  or  what  I  was.  Anyway,  I  gave  that  up  and  today  I'm 
musically  illiterate. 

Riess:       Did  your  family  read  a  lot? 

Miller:  No,  not  really.  Conversation  was  an  important  part  of  our  lives,  and  they  were  well  informed 
politically  and  socially.  My  folks  had  to  entertain  quite  a  bit. 

Riess:       Did  they  entertain  the  Greeks  and  the  Polish  neighbors,  or  did  they  find  the  other  Millers? 

Miller:  No,  they  entertained  their  own  ethnic  middle-class  types.  This  was  during  Prohibition,  and  my 
father  being  a  good  doctor,  he  had  access  to  the  best  liquor  selection  in  the  city.  Doctors  could 
sign  prescriptions  to  get  the  booze,  alcohol,  and  we  had  a  great  collection  of  bottled  alcohol.  I 
do  remember  one  time,  my  father  had  this  four  gallon  tin  container  of  alcohol,  and  at  a  party  he 
shared  this  with  other  people  so  they  could  take  their  containers  of  it  home,  as  well. 

My  mother  was  very  concerned  with  the  proper  use  of  language.  She  took  some  sort  of  study 
courses  about  grammar. 

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Riess:       You  were  a  little  more  fortunate  during  the  Depression,  you  said? 

Miller:       During  the  Depression,  on  Thanksgiving  as  well  as  Christmas,  we  would  make  up  baskets  of 
food,  and  we  would  go  from  house  to  house.  She  knew  where  they  were  needed,  we'd  leave 
the  food  at  the  door  with  them.  She  was  also  active  as  a  club  woman,  the  Illinois  Women's 
Athletic  Association.  They  would  have  tag  days  where  she  would  bring  home  these  tags,  and 
I  would  spend  hours  at  the  table  putting  the  strings  onto  the  tags  and  making  up  these  different 
kits  so  they  could  be  given  to  different  people  to  go  out  on  the  street  and  receive  donations. 
This  money  was  then  turned  in  to  take  care  of  crippled  children  or  children  of  some  sort.  She 
was  very  active  in  that  regard. 

She  never  went  back  to  nursing  at  all.  She  claimed  that  after  I  was  born  it  triggered  something 
metabolically  in  her  make-up,  so  she  began  to  put  on  some  weight.  She  wasn't  really 
overweight,  she  just  was  overweight,  but  not  very  much.  But  she  didn't  have  the  desire  to  go 
back,  and  my  father  and  she  began  to  have  problems.  She  felt  that  my  father  spent  his  day 
with  women,  and  he  would  come  home  at  night  exhausted.  She  felt  that  he  was  not  being  as 


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good  a  husband  as  he  might  be.  She  was  a  very  jealous  person,  and  that  destroyed  her  until  the 
end  of  her  days. 

When  I  was  in  high  school  she  began  to  drink  quite  a  bit.  It  got  to  the  point  of  her  hiding  the 
bottles  and  my  father  trying  to  find  them.  It  was  a  great  stress,  and  stress  that  tore  our  family 
apart  to  a  degree.  Not  tore  apart  but  created  a  division  in  the  family.  I  would  be  defending  my 
mother,  and  my  brother  would  be  attacking  her,  and  he  was  defending  his  father.  So  we  had 
that  kind  of  a  problem  going  on.  She  was  very  good  to  me  at  all  times.  The  drinking  was 
never  a  concern  to  me  because  I  was  in  high  school  and  then  off  to  college  so  I  was  out  of  the 
picture.  I  didn't  suffer  the  results  of  it  to  the  degree  I  might.  But  it  was  not  good. 

Riess:       Your  brother  was—. 

Miller:       —four  years  older.  That  age  difference  when  you're  young,  he  could  have  been  an  adult.  We 
never  were  close.  In  other  words,  when  I  left  grammar  school  to  go  to  high  school,  he  left  high 
school  to  go  to  college.  We  didn't  share  in  things  like  that.  He  was  jealous  of  me  in  many 
ways.  He  felt  I  was  given  favors  by  my  mother  that  he  never  enjoyed.  It  was  foolish  because 
he  consciously  went  out  of  his  way,  I  think,  to  cause  problems.  I  could  see  him  walking  into 
problems.  Because  of  him  I  learned  a  great  deal.  I  knew  how  to  avoid  those  things.  I  would 
do  the  same  things  but  just  avoid  the  problems.  I  learned  a  great  deal  from  him  beside  the  fact 
that  we  were  fighting  each  other  all  the  time. 

Riess:       What  did  he  become,  or  do? 

Miller:       The  war  came  along  and  he  joined  the  navy,  as  I  did.  He  became  a  training  officer,  a  gunnery 
training  officer  in  the  navy,  aboard  different  ships.  After  that,  he  became  a  salesman  in 
Chicago,  I  think  he  sold  classified  advertising  for  the  Chicago  Tribune.  He  became  very  good 
at  it,  he  was  a  fantastic  salesman.  When  he  was  in  high  school  and  I  was  in  grammar  school,  I 
remember  going  to  the  Walgreen  drug  store.  Somehow  the  two  of  us  were  together,  that's  most 
unusual.  We  were  having  a  malted  milk.  A  milk  shake  cost  about  a  dime,  and  a  malted  milk 
fifteen  cents,  so  malted  milk  was  something  special. 

Well,  before  I  had  more  than  two  sips  of  this  malted  milk  he'd  found  some  way  to  tell  me  how 
bad  this  malted  milk  was,  and  all  the  things  that  were  in  it,  bugs  and  what  not.  So  he  would 
end  up  having  my  malted  milk.  He  was  that  nature,  he  could  do  it.  He  was  a  fantastic 
salesperson.  He  was  very  good  at  selling  classified  ads,  and  then  he  went  on  to  work  for,  I 
believe,  John  Deere  International  Harvester  in  the  Argentine.  He  was  married  at  that  time,  and 
he  and  his  wife  were  there.  He  sold  heavy  farm  equipment,  did  a  good  job  at  it,  and  he  began 
to  drink  too  much.  Whether  that  was  the  reason  or  not,  I  don't  know.  No,  I  think  he  became 
ill,  so  he  couldn't  function.  He  came  back  to  the  states,  Chicago,  and  found  that  he  had  cancer 
of  his  brain,  I  think,  it  was  a  rough  go.  He  was  a  heavy  smoker.  He  died,  and  then  shortly  after 
that  his  wife  also  had  lung  cancer.  Evidently  this  cancer  of  the  brain  was  related  to  lung 
cancer,  it  traveled  through  the  body. 

Riess:       That's  a  very  sad  bunch  of  stuff. 
Miller:       Yes,  that  was  unfortunate. 
Riess:       Did  your  parents  stick  it  out  together? 


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Miller:       They  stuck  it  out  together.  My  mother  had,  over  the  years,  developed  an  abdominal  problem, 
a  hernia  in  the  stomach  where  it  would  capture  food  and  so  it  kind  of  poisoned  the  system. 
She  suffered  that. 

After  about  the  mid-'60s  my  father  retired,  and  they  moved  to  a  small  town  in  Missouri, 
Willow  Springs.  He  wanted  a  place  which  wasn't  too  great  a  difference  in  climate  from 
Chicago,  as  well  as  he  didn't  want  it  to  be  like  Florida,  so  he  found  someplace  halfway 
between. 

My  father  was  quite  successful  in  Chicago.  He  became  a  well-recognized  surgeon,  and  he  was 
a  member  of  the  American  College  of  Surgeons.  People  would  come  to  see  him  operate.  He 
was  very  good.  He  was  ambidextrous.  Not  only  with  a  scalpel,  but  he  also  played  golf 
ambidextrously.  He  tried  to  get  me  interested  in  medicine.  I  would  be  in  the  operating  room, 
overdressed—a  little  boy,  to  be  properly  dressed,  had  to  be  wearing  a  blue  serge  suit,  and  that 
meant  that  here  I  am,  under  the  gown,  wearing  my  coat  of  blue  serge  and  watching  my  father 
doing  a  Caesarian  section. 

Riess:       That's  a  bloody  business. 

Miller:  I  think  it's  better  to  let  your  kids  watch  TV.  I  remember  the  blood  starting  to  run  down  the  side 
of  the  table,  and  then  finally  down  my  father's  leg,  and  then  finally  onto  the  floor.  It's  a  bloody 
mess,  you  know.  The  next  thing  I  remember,  I  can  still  hear  my  head  hit  the  tile.  I  passed  out 
a  couple  of  different  times,  determined  to  enter  the  medical  world. 

Riess:       I  wondered  whether  that  career  had  appealed  to  you.  That  introduction  sounds  like  it  was 
fatal. 

Miller:       I  don't  know  if  that  was  it  so  much.  At  the  dinner  table,  the  conversation  was  always  medical. 
My  mother  and  father  could  talk  as  equals  about  cases  that  he  brought  home  and  talked  about. 
That  could  very  well  have  excited  another  youngster  to  want  to  go  on,  but  I  didn't— I  don't 
think  it  was  the  operating,  really. 

I  adored  my  father,  and  he  was  a  very  loving  man.  He  taught  me  fishing,  hunting.  The  last 
time—Joan  and  I  were  driving  back  to  Washington  D.C.,  I  was  going  to  work  for  the  National 
Park  Service,  and  we  stopped  at  Willow  Springs,  Joan  and  I  and  our  youngest  boy,  Peter.  My 
mother  had  been  having  a  rough  go,  and  the  night  before  we  left  my  mother,  who  was 
bedridden,  she  called  me  in  and  said,  "I  want  to  speak  to  you,  Wayne."  I  took  Peter  with  me, 
and  my  mother  told  me  what  a  nice  son  I  was  and  how  she  enjoyed  me  and  was  very  proud  of 
me,  and  she  wasn't  going  to  see  me  again.  The  next  morning  we  left,  and  she  was  able  to  get 
up  and  use  the  lavatory  and  all,  so  she  was  mobile.  We  went  on  to  Washington  D.C.  and  two 
days  later  she  died. 

Riess:       And  your  father  had  died  before? 

Miller:  No,  my  father  was  alive.  About  three  years  later  he  remarried  at  the  age  of  eighty-two,  and  he 
remained  living  there  until  he  died.  He  died  during  deer  hunting  season  in  a  snow  storm  while 
sitting  on  a  tree  stump.  Evidently  he  had  a  heart  attack,  and  he  rolled  over  into  the  snow. 


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First  Camera.  First  Photography  Job 

Miller:       We've  gotten  off  of  photography  a  bit. 

Riess:       No,  I  wanted  that  story.  Anybody  who  would  want  to  know  about  you  would  want  to  know 
about  your  family,  about  the  definition  of  family. 

Your  choice  of  college  was  University  of  Illinois. 

Miller:       Yes.  I  graduated  from  high  school,  Lakeview  High  School  in  Chicago,  and  went  down  to 

Champagne-Urbana,  which  is  south  of  Chicago  about  140  miles.  I  went  down  there,  and  my 
father  drove  me  down.  On  the  way  down,  he  said,  "Wayne,  I'd  like  to  give  you  a  gift."  He 
said,  "What  would  you  prefer,  one  of  those  new  electric  Schick  razors  or  this  $12.50  Argus 
camera?" 

That  was  my  first  camera,  really.  This  was  the  first  Argus  camera  and  the  first  Schick  razor 
that  came  out.  Both  of  them  were  really  new,  I  believe,  in  being  introduced  to  the  trade. 
Obviously,  I  wasn't  very  interested  in  whiskers  at  that  point  in  time,  so  it  was  easy  for  me  to 
opt  for  the  camera. 

Riess:  Were  there  camera  classes  in  high  school? 

Miller:  No,  not  during  the  Depression. 

Riess:  Or  high  school  newspaper  photographs  or  anything  like  that? 

Miller:  No.  And  I  was  manager  of  the  athletic  teams. 

Riess:  So  you  had  your  camera  for  that? 

Miller:       I  began  it  as  a  hobby  at  that  time.  I'd  made  some  pictures  earlier  than  that  in  Lincoln  Park  in 
Chicago.  I  had  some  kind  of  a  camera  there.  Before  that  time,  I  made  a  few  pictures  of 
squirrels  and  the  zoo,  that  was  about  the  extent  of  it.  No,  I  also  made  some  pictures  of  some 
friends  of  mine,  we  were  playing  golf  in  high  school.  We  went  to  a  local  golf  course. 

Riess:       Where  would  the  film  be  developed? 
Miller:       The  local  drugstore. 

So  I  did  make  some  pictures  before  the  Argus  camera  came  along.  Anyway,  in  college  it  was 
a  hobby,  fooling  around  with  it,  and  I  had  no  great  desire  to  make  photographs. 

Riess:       Did  you  do  your  own  developing  then?  Was  it  possible  to  do  so? 

Miller:       When  I  was  a  sophomore  in  college  I  became  aware  that  the  photographer  who  did  the  daily 
newspaper,  the  university  newspaper,  and  the  yearbook,  he  was  leaving,  graduating.  So  I  went 
down  and  applied  for  the  job.  I  didn't  know  a  thing  about  it.  Funny!  They  said,  "You  know 
how  to  use  a  Speed  Graphic?"  "Of  course,  I  know  how  to  use  a  Speed  Graphic."  "Flash?" 


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Sure,  knew  how  to  do  that.  So  they  said,  "Come  back  in  September,  we'll  expect  you  back, 
and  you  can  get  to  work." 

So  I  came  back  in  September  and  he  pointed  at  this  closet,  and  I  opened  it  up  and  God,  there 
was  an  awful  lot  of  stuff  in  there!  [laughter]  I  took  it  all  back  to  my  fraternity  house,  and  they 
said,  "Tonight  we're  having  a  freshman  welcome,"  in  the  auditorium  or  arena  or  whatever  it 
was,  where  they  introduce  freshmen  to  the  things  that  are  taking  place  in  the  university.  "We'd 
like  to  have  some  pictures  for  the  yearbook." 

I  was  under  a  little  pressure  there,  so  I  got  this  stuff  out  and  laid  it  on  my  desk.  I  looked  at  this 
Speed  Graphic,  which  is  one  that  folds  up,  the  classic  4"x5"  Speed  Graphic  news  camera.  I 
couldn't  figure  out  how  to  unfold  it,  couldn't  figure  out  how  to  open  it  up.  I  looked  at  it  and 
looked  at  it. 

Well,  it  was  set  up  that  this  University  of  Illinois  newspaper  had  an  arrangement  with  a  photo 
finisher  who  had  a  shop  next  door  to  this  building  that  the  newspaper  was  in  for  developing 
this  material  and  all.  I  took  the  camera  down,  I  put  it  on  the  counter  and  said,  "Show  me  how 
to  operate  this  thing.  First  thing,  show  me  how  to  open  it."  It  was  covered  in  a  black  leather 
skin,  and  you  pressed  through  the  skin  to  hit  this  hidden  button,  and  then  the  front  drops  down. 
Then  he  showed  me  how  to  pull  it  out,  and  how  to  do  all  these  things.  I  had  a  fast  hour,  hour- 
and-a-half  lesson. 

That  was  my  beginning  as  a  professional  photographer.  I  got  paid  $200  a  year,  school  year.  I 
went  to  the  freshmen  welcome,  made  a  lot  of  pictures.  I  don't  remember  if  any  one  of  them 
came  out. 

Riess :  What  kind  of  film? 

Miller:  Holders,  side  holders. 

Riess:  Film  pack? 

Miller:  May  have  been  a  film  pack,  but  I  also  think  it  might  have  been  cut  film  holders. 

Riess:  It's  hard  to  take  a  lot  of  pictures  fast  doing  that,  isn't  it? 

Miller:       You  don't  have  to  work  very  fast,  but  you  do  it  very  carefully,  [laughter]  It  didn't  make  any 
difference,  I  don't  think,  that  night.  I  don't  know  if  any  of  them  ever  came  out  or  not.  That  was 
my  beginning  for  the  yearbook  work,  and  I  continued  doing  that  for  two  years.  I  was  the 
official  photographer.  I  learned  fast,  on  that  sort  of  thing. 


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Miller:       I  built  a  darkroom  in  the  basement  of  my  fraternity  house  without  them  knowing  about  it.  In 
the  basement  was  the  entrance  to  our  chapter  room,  considered  to  be  very  secret.  The  door 
opened  up,  and  you  walked  into  the  chapter  room  after  you  picked  up  your  robe.  Behind  that 
door  there  was  some  space,  and  there  was  very  poor  illumination  down  there,  so  nobody  ever 


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knew  what  was  behind  that  door.  On  my  own,  during  the  Christmas  holiday  period,  I  built  a 
darkroom  behind  that  door. 

Riess:       And  you  were  able  to  buy  an  enlarger? 
Miller:       Yes,  the  works. 
Riess:       Did  you  buy  it  on  your  own  or  did  the  school  pay  for  it? 

Miller:       No,  the  school  did  not  provide  that.  I  bought  the  enlarger  from  stamps.  I  used  to  be  a  stamp 
collector  as  a  youngster.  I  had  these  stamps,  and  I  sold  some  of  the  stamps  and  bought  a  used 
enlarger. 

Riess:  From  a  distributor,  or  a  shop? 

Miller:  I  don't  know  where. 

Riess:  What  was  it?  Do  you  know? 

Miller:  An  Elwood  Enlarger. 

Riess:  Was  this  a  wet  dark  room? 

Miller:       Well,  I  carried  a  bucket  of  water  in,  yes.  [laughter]  Also  then  I  began  to  not  only  make 

pictures  for  the  yearbook  and  daily  newspaper,  but  I  began  to  take  pictures  of  other  events. 
Like  I  would  go  into  a  sorority  house  and  photograph  groups,  and  every  face  wanted  a  print,  so 
I  sold  that.  I  had  a  going  business.  By  the  time  I  left,  I  was  making  good  money.  Not  good 
money,  you  know,  it  was  probably  $50  a  month.  That  was  a  lot  of  money  then. 

Riess:       It  was  by  word  of  mouth? 

Miller:  Or  I'd  go  around,  I'd  huckster.  I  spent  more  time  on  photography.  I  would  spend  probably  one 
or  two  nights  a  week  all  night  long  working  in  the  darkroom,  plus  going  to  school.  As  a  result, 
I  was  less  than  an  adequate  student.  I  was  no  good  at  all. 

I  was  in  the  School  of  Commerce.  My  father  felt  that  it  would  be  good  if  I  was  in  a  profession, 
something  of  "stature."  This  meant  being  a  doctor,  a  lawyer,  or  a  banker,  or  something  of  that 
nature.  I  didn't  know  what  I  wanted  to  do  in  college.  I  didn't  want  to  go  to  engineering  school. 
Chemistry  and  that  sort  of  thing  was  a  little  beyond  my  ken.  So  I  opted  to  go  to  Commerce.  I 
should  have  been  in  Liberal  Arts;  it  is  where  I  should  have  been  in  hindsight.  My  last  years  in 
school  I  suffered  because  of  my  photography  and  energy  level.  I  got  through  all  right  but—. 

Riess:       What  do  you  mean  you  suffered? 
Miller:       My  grades  suffered. 
Riess:       I'm  interested  in  how  you  set  up  your  darkroom. 

Miller:       All  you  need  running  water  for  is  washing  the  stuff.  Once  you  mix  your  chemicals  you  don't 
need  anything  else.  In  fact,  Harry  Callahan  who  I  described  earlier,  in  '47,  '48,  '49,  someplace 


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in  there,  he  didn't  have  a  wet  darkroom.  He  carried  his  water  into  his  darkroom,  which  was  an 
area  curtained  off  the  end  of  his  loft.  Only  when  you  need  to  wash  the  chemicals  out  of  the 
paper  or  the  film  do  you  need  running  water. 

Riess:       How  about  drying  prints  flat? 

Miller:       You  have  blotters  you  can  use,  or  you  just  don't  dry  them  flat.  Put  them  down,  let  them  curl 
up,  and  then  you  just  straighten  them  out  after  they're  dry. 

Riess:       How  about  the  kinds  of  papers  that  were  available? 

Miller:       Oh,  fine  papers  were  available.  In  fact,  many  of  us  today  feel  that  the  papers  were  better  then 
than  anything  we  have  now,  for  some  reason  or  other,  I  don't  know  why.  I'm  sure  Ansel 
Adams  could  tell  us  why.  We  had  fine  papers  then,  no  strain. 

Riess:       Was  it  an  expensive  hobby  then?  Was  it  an  expensive  vocation? 

Miller:       No,  I  don't  think  so.  I  was  never  aware  of  that.  It's  a  lot  more  expensive  today,  I  think. 
Proportionally,  I  think  it's  more  expensive  today  than  it  was  then. 

Riess:       Wayne,  if  you  were  thinking  of  yourself  as  a  photographer,  did  you  start  looking  around  at  art 
or  other  photography?  For  instance,  when  did  you  first  go  to  the  Chicago  Art  Institute? 

Miller:       That's  a  good  question,  it  may  have  been  last  year,  [laughter]  I  visited  it  during  my  high 
school  years,  but  that's  about  it.  I  had  never  attended  it  or  spent  time  studying  it. 

Riess:       I'm  interested  in  your  background  in  the  visual,  in  seeing  how  other  people  see  things. 

Miller:       I  looked  at  photographic  books,  but  I  was  not  interested  in  design.  I  was  interested  in  pictures, 
how  well  they  captured  emotions.  I  didn't  consciously  think  of  that  then,  I  don't  think,  but 
those  were  the  pictures  I  was  attracted  to.  Photographically,  I  didn't  spend  much  time  thinking 
about  design  or  composition.  I  ignored  that. 

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Miller:       I  remember  during  World  War  II,  we  had  us  a  fine  cartoonist  attached  to  Steichen's  USN  unit, 
Bob  Osborn.  He  was  doing  cartoons  to  make  navy  flight  students  aware  of  the  need  for  safety 
precautions.  After  the  war  I  talked  to  Bob  about  what  I  should  do  to  learn  more  about 
photography  and  composition.  He  said,  "Don't  pay  attention  to  anybody.  Just  do  your  own 
thing  and  follow  your  personal  drives."  That  didn't  change  me  too  much  because  I  would  have 
done  that  anyway,  but  it  gave  me  confidence  that  may  be  a  way  to  go.  So,  I  just  put  it  out  of 
my  mind  from  then  on. 

I  don't  know  about  this  composition  thing,  somehow  it  was  innate,  I  think,  it  just  worked.  In 
order  for  a  picture  to  be  as  meaningful  as  I  wanted  it  to  be  it  had  to  be  well  composed.  It's  not 
unrelated  to  housekeeping.  You  know  when  the  things  look  right.  If  they  look  right  then  it's 
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Riess:       When  would  you  say  you  were  identifying  yourself  as  a  photographer? 

Miller:       I  began  to  see  that  this  was—well,  my  senior  year,  in  1940,  just  before  my  University  of  Illinois 
graduation,  I  got  interested  in  photography  more  directly  through  the  photographer  who  was 
working  full-time  for  the  Urbana,  Illinois  newspaper.  We  struck  up  a  relationship,  and  he 
wanted  to  go  to  the  Art  Center  School  in  Los  Angeles  for  a  year  to  learn  something  more  there 
and  I  got  interested  in  that  as  well.  The  two  of  us  decided  to  go  together.  His  name  was  Keith 
Swanson. 

I  told  my  father  about  this,  it  damn  near  broke  his  heart.  He  said,  "Wayne,  do  you  mean  to  say 
that  you  want  to  be  a  photographer?  Do  you  mean  that  you'll  be  sitting  there,  outside  the  door, 
waiting  to  do  a  portrait,  or  a  wedding  photograph?  Is  that  the  kind  of  life  you  want  to  lead?"  I 
said,  "I  don't  know.  I'd  just  like  to  go  to  this  photography  school  for  a  year  and  learn  more  than 
I  know  now." 

Riess:       His  thought  you'd  have  a  shop  and  photograph  brides. 

Miller:       Yes,  that  was  his  concept.  He  didn't  have  any  other  references.  Life  magazine  had  just  barely 
come  out.  So  that  wasn't  around. 

Riess:       How  about  the  Farm  Security  photographs?  They  were  there,  somewhere. 

Miller:       They  were  around,  and  I  was  certainly  impressed  by  those.  But  I  didn't  see  them  during  those 
years. 

Riess:       Would  you  have  seen  Walker  Evans'  work? 

Miller:  I  saw  those  when  I  got  to  the  Art  Center  School,  I  think.  That  was  1940.  In  fact,  while  I  was 
there  I  remember  a  fellow  named  Weston  came  by.  He  was  on  a  swing,  he  was  working  on  a 
Guggenheim,  doing  pictures  of  the  desert. 

Riess:        So  you  had  to  get  out  of  Chicago,  you  had  to  get  to  California,  almost,  to  get  photography. 
Miller:       Yes. 

As  I  hear  my  words,  I  sound  like  a  real  primitive,  of  some  sort.  I  was  impressed,  like  we  all 
are,  with  a  fine  photograph.  I  think  I  wanted  to  achieve,  rather  than  create  good  photographs. 
I  wanted  to  achieve  being  a  comfortable,  professional  photographer.  I  wasn't  thinking  about 
great  photographs.  I  guess  I  was  thinking  about  it  like  a  world  to  explore.  Also,  it  was  a  lot  of 
fun.  God,  it  was  a  lot  of  fun!  I  just  enjoyed  it  so  much.  To  take  an  unexposed  sheet  of  film 
and  go  out  and  put  something  on  it  that  had  never  been  seen  before,  that  to  me  was  a  real 
challenge-real  magic. 

For  example-I  guess  it  is  probably  my  personality  hang-ups,  I'm  sure -when  I  was  there  at  the 
Art  Center  School  we  were  given  assignments.  First,  to  learn  how  to  develop  film  and  how  to 
understand  what  the  film  is  capable  of,  as  far  as  gradations  and  what  not.  Then  we  had 


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assignments  to  go  out  and  make  photographs.  Portraits,  landscapes,  and  other  things.  Finally 
we  had  an  assignment  to  do  a  two-headed  portrait,  one  with  two  people  in  it. 

We  would  develop  and  print  these  assignments,  and  mount  the  8"xlO"  on  the  face  of  a 
14"xl7"  card.  We  had  a  form  that  was  pasted  on  the  back  that  said  what  film  we  used,  how  we 
developed  it,  how  we  printed  the  print.  We'd  go  to  the  lecture  room  and  leave  our  offerings, 
two  or  three,  however  many  submissions  we  wanted  to  offer  for  criticism,  for  a  critique.  We'd 
pile  them  on  a  table  up  in  front  and  then  we'd  sit  down  in  the  audience,  and  helpers  would  take 
our  prints  and  put  them  on  racks  for  critiquing. 

This  particular  assignment,  the  two-headed  portrait,  a  fellow  student,  Glenn  Miller,  he  and  I 
palled  around  together.  Here  we  were  with  our  cameras,  poking  around.  We  ended  up  at  the 
train  station  in  Los  Angeles  where  they  had  one  of  these  booths,  these  self-portrait  booths 
where  you  put  in  a  dime  or  a  quarter.  We  felt  pretty  gay,  so  we  got  into  this  booth  nose  to  nose, 
face  to  face,  a  two-headed  profile.  We  take  the  picture,  and  out  it  comes  with  a  little  silver 
metal  frame  on  it.  I  took  this  double-headed  portrait  and  I  mounted  it  on  my  14"xl7" 
assignment  card. 

I  should  tell  you  that  the  man  who  was  critiquing  this  assignment  was  a  very  gentle  nice  man, 
a  teacher,  an  established  photographer,  who  was  very  proud  of  his  portrait  work.  He  would 
submit  work  to  different  judgings  all  over  the  country.  Every  time  they  would  judge  him  best 
of  show  or  something.  Actually,  in  some  of  these  cases,  the  back  of  the  mount  was  more 
important  than  the  front.  Anyway,  that's  an  aside.  He  was  the  one  who  was  going  to  be 
judging. 

So  for  this  assignment  I  had  mounted  this  double-headed  portrait  on  the  14"xl7"  card  and  on 
the  back  I  put  a  Chinese  laundry  ticket,  a  beer  label,  a  bus  token,  the  whole  enchilada.  In  fact, 
I  think  I  still  may  have  it. 

The  time  comes,  I  put  mine  in  early,  nobody  was  around,  and  I  move  on  back  to  sit  in  the  back 
of  the  room. 

Riess:       Unsigned? 

Miller:       No,  they're  all  signed.  We  were  required  to  put  our  name  on  the  back  on  the  label  detailing  the 
camera,  film,  development  and  print  paper.  But  I  don't  think  I  left  a  signature  on  this  one. 

Anyway,  the  Art  Center  School  was  created  by  a  man  by  the  name  of  Adams  who  had  been  in 
the  advertising  business.  He  felt  that  there  was  a  need  for  professionally  trained 
photographers,  designers,  artists,  and  all,  to  give  a  degree  of  excellence  to  the  advertising  field. 
He  was  a  well-  known  guy,  and  well  respected.  Tink  Adams. 

The  helpers  start  putting  our  mounts  up,  and  all  of  a  sudden  they  come  to  this  one.  They  called 
some  others  over  to  look  at  it.  [laughter]  Then  there  was  a  little  bit  of  quiet  and  somebody 
leaves  the  room.  No  more  pictures  being  put  up.  Eventually  in  comes  Tink  Adams,  the  boss. 
He  looks  at  it,  and  he  says,  "Whose  submission  is  this?"  Everything  was  very  quiet.  Of  course 
the  kids  in  the  lab  knew,  they  had  been  watching  me  put  this  thing  together,  and  they  all  turned 
and  looked  at  me. 


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I  became  very  honest,  and  I  put  my  hand  up.  Then  he  talked  to  his  assistant  beside  him,  and 
that  person  left.  God,  ten  or  fifteen  minutes  went  by.  Finally  this  person  comes  back  and 
hands  a  paper  to  him,  and  Tink  Adams  asks  me  to  come  up,  and  he  awarded  me  this  certificate 
of  demerit!  [laughter] 

Riess:       With  some  humor? 
Miller:       Not  too  much. 

He  called  me  in  his  office  later  and  said  he  didn't  feel  I  had  the  right  spirit  for  this  school. 
Because  when  I  came  to  this  school,  one  of  the  requirements  was  that  you  had  to  have  a  view 
camera  in  order  to  do  these  different  exercises.  This  was  a  nine  month  course,  a  regular  two 
semester  deal,  because  they  had  all  the  adjustments.  Well,  I  couldn't  afford  that,  I  still  had  my 
Speed  Graphic.  Not  the  one  from  school,  I  had  another  one.  I  was  using  the  Speed  Graphic. 
Well,  that  was  symptomatic.  I  wasn't  really  joining  the  spirit  of  the  school.  He  suggested  that  I 
drop  out,  because  he  didn't  feel  I  could  make  it  as  a  photographer.  I  think  he  was  right.  I  could 
not  have  made  it  in  his  world. 

Riess:  In  the  advertising  world  that  he  was  training  people  for. 

Miller:  Yes. 

Anyway,  that's  my  Art  Center  School  story. 

Riess:  Would  there  have  been  any  places  closer  to  home  for  a  good  education  in  photography? 

Miller:  Not  that  I  knew  of,  this  was  the  outstanding  one  in  the  country,  the  one  that  people  referred  to. 

Riess:  How  did  you  like  Los  Angeles? 

Miller:  I  loved  it,  loved  it. 

Riess:  What  did  you  look  at  while  you  there? 

Miller:       Let  me  tell  you  what  I  looked  at.  This  is  not  directly  related,  but  it's  related  to  the  human 
interest  aspect.  I  would  see  these  beautiful  young  women,  girls,  driving  in  convertible 
automobiles  as  passengers,  with  the  old  men  as  drivers,  with  the  top  down.  I  thought  to 
myself,  what  the  hell  do  these  young  women  have  in  mind  driving  around  with  men  that  were 
probably  thirty,  thirty-five  years  old,  you  know?  I'm  joking  here  about  that. 

In  Los  Angeles,  what  did  I  enjoy?  You're  doing  your  best  to  get  me  back  into  the  museums 
and  something  of  measurable  quality,  and  I  can't  help  you  on  that. 

Riess:       I  wasn't,  actually.  The  smell  of  it,  the  look  of  it,  the  feel  of  the  freedom.  It  must  have  been 
different. 

Miller:       Yes,  it  was.  I  lived  in  a  rooming  house  which  was  a  block  diagonal  from  the  school.  To  get 
there  I  had  to  go  through  a  park,  West  Lake  Park.  On  the  benches  were  some  retirees  and 
drifters.  I  had  to  walk  through  there,  and  it  was  beautiful.  A  little  water,  geese  floating 
around,  and  ducks  and  trees,  I  just  loved  it.  It  was  a  nice  place,  then. 


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I  remember  showing  up  to  school  one  morning  and  telling  these  fellows  that  I  had  stopped  in 
the  park  and  talked  to  this  awfully  nice  guy.  He  was  so  nice  that  he  suggested  that  we  take  a 
trip  and  go  to  Mexico,  he'd  pay  all  the  expenses.  I  had  no  idea  about  homosexuality.  It  just 
cracked  up  the  group,  they  thought  how  naive  I  was.  Well,  I  was  terribly  naive  about  these 
things.  I  still  am. 

We  enjoyed  going  to  the  ocean.  I  learned  to  body  surf  and  to  enjoy  so  much.  God,  we  had  a 
marvelous  time.  Some  fine  photographers  were  in  this  class.  I'm  trying  to  remember  some  of 
their  names.  I  could  dig  them  up,  I  guess. 

Riess:       You  said  that  Weston  came  through? 

Miller:       Weston  came  through  and  gave  a  talk  to  the  group  and  he  impressed  all  of  us.  Will  Connell,  a 
top  professional,  was  one  of  the  teachers  there,  an  awful  nice  man.  I  kept  in  touch  with  him 
after  the  war,  as  well.  I  remember  a  fellow  named  Tom  Binford  was  a  student  there  and  he  did 
beautiful  work,  and  he  went  on  to  become  a  very  successful  photographer.  Toward  the  end  of 
the  war  he  became  attached  to  the  Steichen  group  as  a  photographer. 

At  this  point  in  time,  towards  the  end  of  the  spring  of  1941,  we  all  knew  the  war  was  coming 
on.  People  were  beginning  to  shuffle  around  to  figure  out  how  they  could  relate  to,  or  avoid, 
this  war.  I  went  back  to  Chicago,  kind  of  treading  water,  waiting  for  war  to  be  declared. 

Riess:       When  you  look  back  at  the  Art  Center  School,  what  did  you  learn? 

Miller:       I  learned  some  discipline.  I'm  talking  about  the  limitations  of  the  technical  aspects  of 

photography  and  the  opportunities  there.  I'm  indebted  to  them  for  knowing  how  to  make  a 
good  print,  and  there  must  be  something  else,  I'm  sure.  I  learned  that  the  opportunities  and 
capabilities  of  photography  are,  practically  speaking,  unlimited,  as  to  what  you  can  do  with  it. 
That  was  exciting  to  know,  that  there's  more  out  there  than  just  a  film  pack,  or  cut  film,  or  a 
roll  of  film.  There's  lighting,  there's  composition,  there's  other  things  that  I  hadn't  really 
focused  on.  In  hindsight  I  was  a  fool.  I  didn't  take  advantage  of  what  I  could  have  learned.  I 
was  naive  and  arrogant. 

Riess:       Were  they  doing  any  color  work  at  the  Art  Center  School? 

Miller:  Not  in  this  beginning  year.  They  were  doing  some  in  advanced  courses.  At  that  time  I  think 
they  had  two  or  three  year  courses.  It  was  quite  young,  I  think  the  school  started  in  about  '36 
or  '37;  it  hadn't  gotten  its  feet  and  facilities  developed  to  be  able  to  take  on  color  photography. 

Riess:       You  said  that  when  you  think  back  you  really  would  have  been  better  off  with  a  liberal  arts 

education.  Do  you  feel  that  along  the  way  you've  gotten  one?  Did  you  get  a  little  art  history,  a 
little  this  and  that? 

Miller:       Oh,  I  bought  some  books  and  read  them.  I  tried  to  "improve"  myself.  I  learned  a  lot  from  that, 
I  think,  because  I  realized  that  historically  we've  all  been  struggling  after  the  same  kinds  of 
elusive  targets  all  these  times,  trying  to  express  ourselves  in  our  own  ways.  Also,  I  became 
aware  that  much  of  these  expressions  were  repetitive,  redundant,  and  opportunistic.  It  took  a 
lot  of  effort  to  break  away  from  the  tried  and  true  approaches  to  things. 


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A  photographer  has  to  be  a  gambler,  because  you  can't  go  back  with  your  brush  afterwards  and 
retouch  something,  or  go  back  and  redo  that  paragraph.  Not  only  a  gambler,  you  have  to  be  a 
plunger,  you  have  to  jump  in  and  take  advantage  of  that  moment.  It's  a  little  different  kind  of  a 
personality,  I  think,  at  least  in  the  kind  of  photography  I  was  interested  in.  It's  not  like  being  in 
the  studio  where  you  can  go  back  and  reshoot  or  something,  or  take  the  time  before  you  make 
this  exposure  that  everything  is  right.  Much  of  my  work  has  been  grab  shooting.  When  it 
happens,  I  have  to  be  there.  Like  during  the  war,  if  I  was  facing  the  wrong  direction  I  missed 
the  picture. 

Riess:       You  have  to  train  yourself  to  be  there. 

Miller:       That's  right.  You  spend  an  awful  lot  of  time  just  being  there,  waiting  and  waiting.  Maybe 

something  happens,  maybe  it  doesn't.  It  opened  my  eyes  to  the  possibilities,  it  showed  me  the 
pantry,  here  are  the  ingredients  and  you  can  make  your  own  cake. 

Riess:       The  Carder-Bresson  expression,  the  "decisive  moment,"  would  that  be  something  you  would 
have  thought  about? 

Miller:       Oh,  his  book  didn't  exist  then  [The  Decisive  Moment,  Simon  and  Schuster,  1952].  In  fact,  my 
understanding  is  that  after  he  had  put  his  book  together  somebody  came  up  with  the  idea  of 
"the  decisive  moment"  and  he  reluctantly  agreed  to  it.  I  don't  know  if  that's  true  or  not.  But 
yes,  you  have  to  be  ready  for  it.  Some  scientists  say  that  a  scientist  has  to  be  trained  so  that 
when  something  inadvertent  happens  he's  able  to  discover  it.  These  things  work  together. 

Henri's  really  heavy  on  composition.  I  remember  being  at  more  than  one  meeting  with  him  at 
Magnum  Photos,  and  he'd  be  there  with  his  fingers  making  little  triangles,  trying  to  compose, 
looking  at  various  pictures.  It  was  terribly  important  to  him;  that  composition  and  that 
particular  picture  I  think  was  in  his  mind,  so  that  when  it  happened,  he  was  able  to  photograph 
it.  I  wouldn't  have  been  capable  of  making  that  structure  to  have  done  that,  I  don't  think. 
Maybe  I  would  have.  His  pictures  are  exceptionally  well  composed. 

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[Interview  2:  August  8,  2001]## 


The  War  and  the  Naval  Photographic  Unit 


Miller:       The  Art  Center  School  group,  we  knew  that  war  was  ahead  of  us.  Much  of  the  conversation  at 
that  time  was  about  how  to  get  out  of  the  war.  I  remember  one  of  the  students  wanting  to  get 
married  and  get  his  wife  pregnant  so  that  would  get  him  a  deferment.  That  was  his  thought 
about  getting  out  of  the  war. 

Riess:       What  was  your  stand  on  the  war? 

Miller:       I  didn't  question  it.  I  accepted  the  fact  that  we  had  to  go  to  war  to  protect  our  values.  There 
wasn't  any  question  in  my  mind  about  going  into  the  war.  But  I  didn't  want  to  go  in  as  an 
enlisted  man  and  just  be  handled  willy-nilly  in  the  service.  I  wanted  to  control  my  future  to 
the  degree  I  could,  so  I  applied  for  a  commission  in  the  navy. 

I  used  some  political  pull.  My  father  had  a  contact  in  Chicago  who  had  a  contact,  and  so  forth, 
the  way  these  things  work.  So  I  applied  for  a  commission  and  found  that  I  couldn't  pass  the 
physical.  They  found  that  I  had  a  damaged  right  eye,  evidently  some  tissue  was  damaged 
early  on  in  my  life  and  it  had  to  be  corrected.  I  had  to  struggle  to  find  ways  to  overcome  that. 
The  first  thing  I  did  was  start  eating  carrots  and  everything  else  I  could  do  to  improve  the 
quality  of  that  eye,  but  it  wasn't  improvable.  I  worried  about  that  a  great  deal,  about  how  I 
could  possibly  pass  the  eye  test.  I  finally  found  that  I  couldn't  do  anything  about  it,  so  I 
applied  for  a  waiver  for  the  eye.  Finally  that  was  approved,  and  it  enabled  me  to  receive  a 
commission. 

Riess:       Had  you  been  wearing  glasses? 

Miller:       Oh,  yes,  ever  since  I  was  fifteen  years  old,  I  think.  The  eye  hasn't  appreciably  changed  much 
since  then. 

Riess:       You  were  an  ensign  in  the  Bureau  of  Aeronautics  in  December  1941.  And  then  you  joined  the 
navy  in  January  of  1942? 

Miller:       This  is  a  paper  thing.  These  dates  are  confusing  because  the  military  said  I  entered  in  active 
service  on  January  31,1 942.  I  have  another  document  that  states  that  my  commission  dates  as 
of  mid-December  in  '41.  I  don't  know  what  date  to  use.  Time  of  active  service  is,  I  suppose,  a 
more  realistic  one,  January  '42. 

Riess:       Then  you  move  eventually  to  the  photo  unit,  in  fact  very  soon. 


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Miller:       This  is  the  Bureau  of  Aeronautics,  U.S.  Navy.  The  Bureau  of  Aeronautics  had  a  training 
division.  That's  where  Steichen  was  placed;  his  unit  was  placed  in  the  training  division.  I 
think  that  was  probably  a  political  move  to  make  it  possible,  to  provide  an  excuse  for  his  being 
there,  rather  than  being  in  propaganda,  or  public  relations,  or  something  of  than  nature.  The 
training  division  consisted  of  two  branches.  One  was  writers,  and  the  other  was  our  unit, 
photography.  The  writers  was  a  large  unit,  maybe  thirty  or  forty  or  so  men,  all  top  writers.  I 
remember  one  fellow,  Bob  Lewis,  he  was  a  writer  for  The  New  Yorker.  And  other  people  were 
top  people  from  different  publications  of  that  time.  A  marvelous  group  of  people  right  next 
door  to  us. 

Then  there  was  our  group,  a  much  smaller  office.  There  was  Steichen,  and  a  yeoman,  and 
that's  about  it.  Also  Bob  Osbom,  a  cartoonist  who  did  training  posters  for  the  young  pilots  in 
training.  Steichen  reported  in  about  May  of  that  year.  I  saw  him  in  February  of  that  year. 
Between  February  and  May  when  he  showed  up,  I  was  sitting  there  alone,  treading  water  until 
he  got  down  there. 

Actually,  I  took  it  upon  myself  to  build  a  camera  case,  which  I  think  is  kind  of  funny.  This  was 
for  a  4"x5"  Speed  Graphic,  and  when  all  the  accessories  were  put  in  it  was  too  heavy  to  carry. 
I  hadn't  realized  maybe  we'd  be  using  cameras  other  than  that.  The  navy  provided  us  with 
Speed  Graphics,  but  they  didn't  provide  us  with  anything  other  than  that.  Later  on,  most  all  of 
us  were  using  Rolleiflexes.  Only  towards  the  end  of  the  war  were  some  of  us  using  35mm. 

Riess:       You  already  knew  that  you  would  be  doing  photographic  work?  If  you  were  assigned  to 
Steichen's  unit,  you  knew? 

Miller:       No,  I  was  assigned  to  administration,  the  Bureau  of  Aeronautics.  I  was  already  in  the  navy, 
and  then  I  learned  of  Steichen  coming  in  May  and  I  got  transferred  out  of  that.  In  fact,  I  was  in 
charge  of  the  Bureau  of  Aeronautic  Secrets,  a  fascinating  experience.  I  was  given  a  desk  in 
this  office,  which  had  a  very  large  safe  in  it.  The  safe  had  its  door  open,  and  papers  were 
strewn  all  around.  You  could  see  that  they  hadn't  been  organized.  There  wasn't  any  room  in 
the  safe  for  them.  I  was  told  to  organize  those  papers  and  distribute  them  to  people  who  they 
should  be  seen  by.  [laughter] 

I  knew  nothing  about  aeronautics,  I  knew  nothing  about  navy  secrets.  In  fact,  I  didn't  go 
through  any  training.  Usually  you  go  ninety  days,  you  have  some  sort  of  basic  training,  but  I 
didn't  have  any  of  that.  So  I  gathered  these  things  up  and  I  started  circulating  them,  Number  1 , 
Number  2,  Number  3,  etc.  I  distributed  those  for  about  that  month  or  so,  in  fact  probably 
longer,  waiting  for  Steichen  to  show  up.  It  was  fascinating.  I  got  to  know  a  lot  of  the  people  in 
the  navy.  At  that  time  the  navy-there  seemed  to  be  little  organization,  much  activity  but  the 
structure  hadn't  yet  gelled  to  be  a  smooth  running  machine.  So  it  was  very  informal,  and  it  was 
fascinating. 

Riess:       Was  there  an  undercurrent  of  competitiveness  with  the  army? 

Miller:       What  we  were  involved  with— in  hindsight,  we  were  in  competition  with  the  Army  Air  Force. 
They  had  an  Army  Air  Force;  that  was  the  name  of  their  aviation  unit.  We  were  competing  for 
personnel.  Not  only  pilots  but  crewmen  to  be  flying  on  these  planes.  We  did  big  posters.  In 
fact  in  1943  I  remember  the  figure  that  something  like  80  percent  of  all  the  material  released 
by  navy  public  relations  was  produced  by  the  five  of  us  in  Steichen's  unit. 


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Riess:       Including  Osborn? 

Miller:       No,  I'm  just  talking  about  photographers.  That's  no  reflection  on  the  other  photographers  in 
the  navy,  because  by  regulation  they  were  restricted  to  doing  their  specific  jobs.  They  weren't 
involved  in  producing  materials  that  could  be  used  for  public  relations. 

Our  assignment  was  to  photograph  the  navy  at  war.  Steichen  told  us  to  focus  on  the  enlisted 
man,  as  he  would  be  the  one  that  would  win  the  war.  We  were  allowed  to  photograph  anything 
in  the  navy,  as  we  saw  fit.  In  fact,  the  only  directions  we  received  were  to  be  sure  when  you 
come  back  you  have  some  pictures  that  will  please  the  navy  brass.  Other  than  that,  we  had  no 
constraints.  Our  orders  said,  "Proceed  where  you  deem  necessary  and  upon  completion, 
return."  These  kind  of  orders  were  unheard  of. 

We  also  had  air  priority  in  there,  and  also  the  orders  were  written  by  the  Chief  of  Naval 
Operations,  the  top  dog  in  the  navy  department.  Our  material  would  be  returned  to  the  Chief 
of  Naval  Operations  and  not  be  censored  at  any  place  down  the  line.  We  could  photograph 
anything  and  remain  on  an  assignment  as  long  as  we  felt  it  was  productive.  At  the  end  of  that 
time,  we  were  to  either  self-determine  another  assignment  or  come  back  to  Washington. 

Riess:       That's  remarkable. 
Miller:       It  was  remarkable. 
Riess:       Did  Steichen  look  at  everything  first  before  it  went  to  the  Chief  of  Naval  Operations? 

Miller:       I  have  no  knowledge  of  that.  It  went  through  him,  and  it  came  back  to  Steichen.  He  would 
ship  it  over  to  our  lab.  We  had  built  a  lab  in  Washington  D.C.,  not  too  far  down  the  street  from 
a  lab  that— oh  my  goodness,  who  was  the  Farm  Security  Administration  photographer? 

Riess:       Roy  Stryker? 

Miller:       Yes.  Stryker  had  his  lab  a  little  way  down  the  street.  In  fact  we  looked  at  his  lab  with  a 

possibility  of  taking  that  over.  Steichen  and  I  went  and  visited  that  lab  early  on,  and  for  some 
reason  or  other  we  decided  against  that.  We  found  a  space  and  built  a  lab  from  scratch. 

Riess:       The  photographers  were  involved  in  that  phase  of  building  the  lab  and  all  that? 

Miller:       That's  right,  and  Steichen  had  the  top  people  running  that  lab.  A  fellow  from  Conde  Nast,  a 
top  color  man,  he  was  the  one  that  took  care  of  our  color  department.  Another  fellow  who 
became  quite  prominent  in  the  field  of  photography,  Marty  Forscher,  a  camera  repairman,  he 
took  care  of  our  camera  supplies,  and  camera  repair. 

Fascinating  story  about  Marty.  He  was  approached  to  do  this,  and  he  let  people  believe  that  he 
knew  everything  about  it.  Later,  as  he  told  me,  he  said,  "I  decided  that  I  really  had  to  know 
what  this  is  all  about,  I  didn't  know  anything  about  it."  So  he  took  two  Rolleiflexes  apart,  laid 
the  materials  out,  and  I  think  he  told  me  that  he  even  mixed  the  materials  up.  Then  he 
blindfolded  himself  and  reassembled  the  cameras.  He  worked  on  that  until  he  could  do  that. 
He  was  a  whiz  at  it. 


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Riess:       Was  there  censorship?  That's  not  the  word.  But  the  selection  of  all  this  material  that  came 
back,  who  did  it  and  what  happened  to  the  rest  of  it? 

Miller:       I  believe  that  Steichen  did  the  editing.  He  liked  that  aspect  of  the  unit's  work.  It  was  sent  to 
the  lab  and  they  made  the  prints,  8"xlO"  prints,  glossies,  mounted  them  on  a  card  with  the 
caption  material,  and  it  went  into  our  major  files  together  with  extra  prints.  I  don't  know,  they 
must  have  gone  to  public  relations  as  well. 

In  fact,  I  think  I  mentioned  that  I  got  a  telegram  from  Gene  Smith  talking  about  some 
photographs  I  had  made  in  Naples  of  children  there.  I  was  waiting  for  the  invasion  of  southern 
France.  While  I  was  there  I  went  ashore  to  Naples—I  was  on  a  carrier— I  went  ashore,  and 
while  I  was  there  I  made  some  photographs  of  these  children.  Evidently  that  material  was  sent 
back  to  Washington,  and  I  got  this  telegram  from  Gene  saying,  "They  are  great  photographs 
and  I  knew  you  had  made  them.  Congratulations." 

Any  photographs  released  by  the  navy  only  said,  "U.S.  Navy  photograph,"  no  names  on  them, 
so  that  was  pretty  exciting  for  me,  that  he  picked  up  that  they  were  mine.  Also,  the  point  is 
that  they  got  to  Life  magazine,  and  that  must  have  been  a  regular  system,  that  certain 
photographs  the  navy  would  ship  out  for  public  use. 

Riess:       That's  interesting,  how  these  things  got  edited  and  distributed. 

Miller:  I  think  they  were  edited  by  Steichen.  He  would  periodically  go  through  the  lab  and  check  the 
quality  of  the  prints.  He  was  a  stickler  for  perfection  in  the  making  of  prints.  Looking  at  my 
prints  that  I've  taken  out  of  the  files  that  I  hadn't  seen  until  later  after  the  war,  I'm  amazed  at  the 
fine  quality  of  them.  They  are  all  consistent,  and  they're  beautifully  done. 

Riess:       You've  said  elsewhere,  as  you  were  implying  earlier,  that  the  mission  was  to  create 

photographs  that  would  appeal  to  younger  men,  that  would  publicize  naval  aviation  activities 
to  compete  with  the  U.S.  Army  Air  Force.  You  had  to  compete  with  them  for  good  talent  for 
the  navy.  Are  you  competing  in  an  indirect  way  or  were  they  used  in  recruitment  offices  or 
what? 

Miller:  I  don't  know  how  they  were  used.  I  think  they  were  meant  to  create  the  background  music,  so 
that  a  hard  sell  would  be  heard.  Posters  of  all  kinds  were  made. 


First  Meeting  Steichen 


Riess:       Tell  me  about  meeting  Steichen  the  first  time. 

Miller:       I  was  in  the  navy.  I  was  circulating  aeronautic  secrets,  and  I  had  been  talking  with  a  woman 
there  who  had  been  a  yeomanette  in  World  War  I  named  Joy  B.  Hancock,  a  charming,  pretty 
woman.  I  had  gotten  to  know  her  and  shown  her  some  of  my  photographs  from  the  Art  Center 
School.  I  had  taken  them  into  the  office  one  day  and  she  said,  "Do  you  mind  if  I  show  these  to 
Captain  Radford,  he  might  be  interested  in  seeing  them."  So  I  said,  "No,  that  would  be  fine." 
She  went  upstairs  to  Captain  Radford's  office,  and  within  minutes  the  phone  rang  and  she  said, 
"Captain  Radford  would  like  to  speak  to  you." 


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I  went  upstairs,  met  him,  and  he  said  that  a  man  by  the  name  of  "Stooben"  or  "Stabben"  or 
something  of  that  nature  was  coming  in  to  set  up  a  special  photographic  unit,  "and  he  might 
have  use  or  need  for  a  person  like  you."  He  said,  "If  you  happen  to  be  going  to  New  York  in 
the  near  future,  you  might  drop  in  and  see  him.  He's  now  working  on  an  exhibit  for  the 
Museum  of  Modem  Art,  and  so  that's  why  he's  in  New  York."  I  said,  "I  just  happen  to  be 
going  up  there  this  weekend  for  a  wedding,"  which  was  an  out  and  out  lie,  because  I  didn't 
know  anybody  in  New  York,  let  alone  somebody  having  a  wedding. 

I  went  up  to  New  York  on  a  Monday,  something  like  that,  and  met  Steichen  in  Tom  Maloney's 
office.  Tom  Maloney  was  a  publisher  of  U.S.  Camera  Magazine  and  Annual.  Steichen  was 
helping  Tom  put  out  his  annual,  making  picture  selections  for  his  annual.  He  had  developed  a 
very  close  relationship  with  Tom  and  considered  him  part  of  his  family,  a  close  member  of  his 
family.  Tom,  incidentally,  had  gone  to  the  Naval  Academy,  and  I  think  it  was  in  his  senior  year 
that  he  had  to  leave  because  it  was  discovered  that  he  was  married.  That  was  unfortunate,  but 
Tom  remained  a  strong  supporter  of  the  navy.  Anyway,  I  met  with  Steichen  and  Tom,  this  was 
the  first  time  I'd  met  either  of  them,  and  I  showed  them  my  photographs.  I  was  very  proud  to 
show  them  my  photographs,  and  pleased.  Steichen,  after  a  while,  said,  "Fine,  why  don't  you 
make  whatever  efforts  are  necessary  to  be  transferred  over  to  my  unit?" 

I  said,  "Fine,"  because  I  knew  when  he  said  that  that  it  would  be  easy,  because  I  knew  how  the 
operation  in  Washington  went,  that  it  would  be  a  slam  dunk  in  a  manner  of  speaking.  That's 
how  that  worked.  I  returned  to  Washington  and  in  effect  had  to  tread  water  until  he  showed 
up.  I  continued  with  my  aeronautic  secrets  for  a  while  longer,  until  it  became  better  organized. 
They  put  a  whole  crew  in  there  to  take  care  of  that,  [laughter] 

Riess:       Was  Steichen's  name  familiar  to  you?  Did  you  know  about  Photo  Secession  Gallery? 

Miller:       I  knew  nothing  about  that.  I  knew  the  name  Steichen,  and  when  Radford  mentioned  that,  why 
chills  went  up  and  down  my  back  because  I  knew  who  he  was  referring  to  when  he  said 
"Stooben"  or  "Stabben."  It  was  very  exciting.  But  I  didn't  know  the  history  of  photography 
except  casually.  I  had  met  some  of  those  people  at  the  Art  Center  School  like  Weston,  and 
Will  Connell,  and  others  of  that  nature.  I'd  learned  about  the  Look  magazine  people.  I  knew 
them,  I  knew  the  photojournalism  aspect.  But  the  history  of  photography  and  the  foundations 
of  it,  I  was  ignorant  of,  really. 

Riess:       Did  Steichen  have  a  German  accent? 

Miller:       No,  he  didn't.  He  was  born  in  Luxembourg,  and  I  think  he  left  when  he  was  three  months  or 
three  years  old,  so  he  didn't  have  a  chance  to  get  much  of  an  accent.  No,  absolutely  not.  If 
anything,  he  probably  had  a  Midwest  accent,  because  he  was  raised  in  Wisconsin.  I  guess  it 
was  in  and  around  Madison. 

Riess:       You  referred  to  Gene  Smith  getting  in  touch  with  you  about  the  Naples  photographs.  Did  you 
know  Gene  Smith? 

Miller:       I  knew  his  work,  and  I  had  high  respect  for  him.  Gene  and  I  were  about  the  same  age,  had  the 
same  number  of  children—well,  we  eventually  had  the  same  number  of  children.  But  we  had 
struggled  through  the  same  paths,  he  just  struggled  harder  and  had  a  lot  more  talent. 


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I  don't  know  if  I  mentioned  that  while  I  was  in  Washington  during  those  early  days,  Gene  and 
I  had  lunch.  A  fine  restaurant  on  Connecticut  Avenue.  La  Salle  Dubois  I  think  it  was.  We 
were  having  lunch,  and  he  was  anxiously  waiting,  by  the  minute,  to  hear  from  New  York  City 
as  to  whether  or  not  he  was  going  to  get  an  assignment  from  Flying  magazine  to  photograph 
World  War  II.  He  kept  going  back  and  forth  to  the  phone,  and  finally  he  came  back  and  said, 
"I  got  it."  Of  course,  he  spent  the  rest  of  the  afternoon  there,  having  more  drinks,  and  it  was 
quite  a  nice  celebration.  I  don't  know  when  he  began  working  for  Life,  but  I  think  many  of  his 
fine  war  photographs  were  done  on  his  Flying  magazine  assignment. 

Riess:       I  was  reading  that  after  some  time  with  Life  he  joined  the  staff  of  Ziff  Davis  Publishing 

Company- 
Miller:       That's  Flying  magazine. 

/ 

Riess:       —assigned  to  aircraft  carriers  and  so  on  and  he  rejoined  Life  in  about  1944,  1945. 

Miller:       So  you  see  he  had  a  long  period  with  Ziff  Davis.  Much  of  his  war  things  were  Ziff  Davis,  not 
Life. 

Riess:  He  was  invited  to  apply  for  Steichen's  unit  but  was  disqualified  several  times  on  the  physical. 
He  had  impaired  hearing,  and  also  insufficient  college  education.  Is  that  news  to  you  that  he 
was  turned  down  for  Steichen's  group? 

Miller:       I  learned  about  that  late  in  the  war.  But  the  idea  of  a  college  education  might  very  well  have 
been  a  navy  aspect.  To  have  been  an  officer,  you  had  to  have  more  formal  education.  That 
might  have  been  how  that  cropped  up.  It  had  nothing  to  do  with  Steichen's  evaluation  or 
appreciation  of  Gene.  He  certainly  appreciated  and  wanted  Gene. 


Particu  ars.  Cameras.  Caotioning 


Riess:       You  said  a  little  bit  about  what  the  navy  was  offering  you  in  the  way  of  photographic 
equipment.  Did  you  have  a  preference  for  the  larger  or  smaller  camera? 

Miller:       I  had  never  used  that  small  a  camera.  They  only  offered  us  4"x5"  Speed  Graphics.  The  people 
coming  in,  like  Horace  Bristol  and  Fenno  Jacobs  [former  plumber  and  photographer  for 
National  Geographic],  they  had  been  using  Rolleiflexes.4  I  think  they  probably  influenced  the 
early  decision  to  go  to  Rolleiflexes,  because  Charlie  Kerlee,  who  was  a  commercial 
photographer  from  Seattle,  used  larger  cameras.  So  he  wouldn't  have  been  pushing 
necessarily  for  the  Rollei.  In  fact  I  know  he  used  a  4"x5"  Graphlex  quite  a  bit.  He  liked  larger 
film. 

Riess:       What  did  you  end  up  using  mostly,  though? 


4.1  should  mention  Paul  Dorsey  and  Nils  Jorgenson  among  the  guys  who  were  the  navy  combat 
photography  unit. 


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Miller:       Rolleiflex.  One  of  our  problems  was  supporting  our  Rolleiflexes,  which  meant  smaller  film, 
roll  film.  The  navy  didn't  have  that  on  its  list  of  available  materials.  They  had  the  cut  film, 
and  the  film  pack.  Early  on,  we  would  take  the  navy  issued  4"x5"  Kodachrome,  large 
quantities  of  it,  take  it  down  to  the  local  camera  shops,  and  trade  it  off  for  cameras  and  120 
film  for  our  Rolleiflexes,  which  I'm  sure  wouldn't  be  accepted  as  a  good  way  of  doing 
business. 

Riess:       Did  you  keep  notes  on  your  exposures?  Were  you  trained  to  do  that? 

Miller:       No,  that  sort  of  thing,  under  those  conditions,  wasn't  practical.  In  order  to  be  meaningful  you 
had  to  be  able  to  see  the  results  of  that  information  that  you  wrote  down.  I  didn't  see  the 
results  after  I  gave  the  film  to  somebody  to  ship  back—usually  wrapped  in  an  aerological 
balloon,  to  keep  it  protected  from  moisture.  And  if  I  was  in  a  humid  climate,  which  I  was  most 
often,  I'd  first  send  the  film  up  in  an  airplane  and  reduce  the  humidity:  the  higher  elevation 
would  tend  to  dehydrate  the  film.  Then  I  would  wrap  it  in  an  aerological  balloon  and  ship  it 
back  to  the  office.    Actually,  some  of  it  went  back  in  condoms  before  I  found  out  that 
aerological  balloons  were  available. 

In  Corsica,  waiting  for  the  invasion  of  southern  France,  I'd  send  up  a  case  of  beer  with  the 
bombers  and  in  the  morning  it  would  come  back  cold—just  in  time  for  breakfast! 

Riess:       So  note-taking  on  exposure  and  so  on  would  have  been  meaningless.  But  you  gave  them  data 
on  where  you  were? 

Miller:       Caption  material,  yes,  as  to  what  the  operation  was,  names,  when  I  could  do  it  to  identify  it,  so 
they  had  something  for  caption  material. 

Riess:       Did  you  need  to  get  releases? 

Miller:       No,  we  were  all  working  for  the  same  boss.  No,  that  sort  of  thing  didn't  show  up.  On  one  trip, 
on  one  carrier,  I  made  an  effort  to  photograph  as  many  individuals  as  I  could,  and  I  had  a  poop 
sheet  that  had  critical  information  on  it  that  people  could  fill  out.  The  idea  was  that  could  then 
be  used  to  send  back  to  the  local  hometown  newspaper.  That  was  the  only  time  I  was  ever 
involved  in  anything  that  was  a  direct  P.R.  effort,  as  such.  My  caption  material  and  all  was 
scanty.  I  can  show  you  what  I  did,  because  I  know  where  it  happens  to  be,  of  going  into 
Hiroshima,  what  I  did  there. 

Riess:       Steichen  wanted  his  photographers  "to  capture  the  human  thread."  How  did  you  know  when 
you  had  just  gotten  one  of  these  "human  threads?" 

Miller:       Those  theories  that  Steichen  had  and  the  ways  he  had  of  expressing  it  were  certainly  important 
for  me  to  hear,  but  I  think  it  may  have  been  more  directed  to  other  members  of  the  team. 

m 

Miller:       I  say  that  because  it  may— this  is  pure  supposition  on  my  part~it  may  have  encouraged  them  to 
focus  on  the  individual  and  not  on  the  inanimate  pictures,  it  might  be  one  of  design,  or 
something  other  than  human  interest.  Steichen  was  concerned  with  human  interest,  because  he 
believed  in  the  individual  and  the  strength  of  the  individual.  Also  he  knew  that  would  be  of 


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the  most  interest  to  the  general  public.  I  think  it  was  certainly  a  knowing  point  of  view  on  his 
part. 

Riess:       He  knew  he  didn't  have  to  tell  you  because  that's  what  you  do? 

Miller:       He  told  me,  I  heard  that.  I  think  it  was  a  blanket  statement  that  he  threw  out,  he  didn't  dwell  on 
that  too  much  with  me.  Maybe  he  did,  I  don't  remember  it.  I  do  remember  receiving  a  letter 
from  him  one  time  when  I  was  complaining  of  having  difficulties  in  this  area.  I  must  have 
mentioned  Lisette  Model's  work.  He  wrote  me  a  note  back  that  says,  "Don't  worry  about 
Lisette's  work,  you're  doing  things  more  important  than  that,"  or  something  like  that.  We'll 
take  the  letter  out  and  look  at  that. 

Riess:       Did  you  write  letters  home  about  that  whole  experience? 

' 
Miller:       No,  I  don't  think  so.  I'm  not  aware  of  it.  Joan  has  lots  of  letters  that  I  wrote  home,  but  I 

imagine  that  most  of  the  letters  were  concerned  with  my  missing  her  and  wanting  to  be  with 
her,  rather  than  some  running  diary  of  what  was  happening. 

Riess:  There  are  photographers  who  kept  their  running  diaries,  from  the  daybooks  of  Weston  to  Gene 
Smith,  who  seems  to  have  been  a  great  commentator  on  what  he  was  feeling.  You've  never  felt 
the  urge? 

Miller:       The  navy  discouraged  that  in  letters.  In  fact,  letters  were  always  censored  before  they  left  the 
area  of  operations.  Things  that  referred  to  specifics  were  deleted  and  edited  out,  you  know, 
from  a  security  point  of  view.  Whether  it  was  necessary  or  not  is  something  else.  The  idea  of 
keeping  materials  that  were—I  didn't  do  it,  let's  put  it  that  way. 


Battle  Stations 


Riess:       What  about  your  feelings  of  fear  and  personal  safety?  Did  you  have  the  young  man's 
obliviousness  to  that? 

Miller:       No.  We  knew  we  were  above  dying.  That's  a  poor  way  of  putting  it.  We  just  felt  that  we 

weren't  going  to  be  hit,  we  weren't  going  to  suffer  that.  As  far  as  being  afraid,  yes.  But  it  was 
just  momentary.  Anytime  that  I  was  frightened,  it  was  because  of  thinking  of  something  in  the 
future,  not  at  the  moment.  At  the  moment  I  had  to  be  busy  taking  pictures.  So,  it  would  be 
counterproductive  for  me  to  be  afraid  of  those  conditions. 

I  was  never  afraid  under  battle  conditions.  A  funny  thing  happened.  On  board  a  carrier,  one  of 
the  two  most  dangerous  periods  of  time  are  just  before  dawn  and  just  before  sunset,  where 
your  ship  can  be  silhouetted  against  the  remaining  light.  In  the  shadows,  there  might  be  a 
submarine  waiting  to  torpedo  you.  At  all  times,  the  radar  plot  or  the  people  who  were 
electronically  monitoring  the  presence  of  other  foreign  ships  and  planes— they  were  always 
working  on  that,  around  the  clock— when  they  spotted  something  that  the  captain  felt  was 
harmful,  he'd  sound  general  quarters. 


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General  quarters  was  the  sounding  of  the  claxons  and  the  bells  and  all,  alerting  everybody  to 
go  to  their  battle  stations,  to  close  the  hatches  so  that  they  wouldn't  be  flooded  in  case  they 
were  torpedoed.  Of  course,  I  was  prepared  for  this.  I  always  had  my  things  ready.  I  had  my 
camera  handy,  my  cameras  handy.  I  had  an  army  web  belt  with  two  pockets  in  it.  Normally 
you  would  put  canteens  in  them.  I  had  these  pockets,  I  had  some  aerological  balloons  so  that  if 
I  took  exposed  film  I  could  put  them  in  the  balloons.  If  I  had  to  go  over  the  side,  they  would 
be  protected.  I  had  my  helmet  and  life  jacket  and  all. 

I  remember  this  one  general  quarters  in  the  middle  of  the  night.  I  didn't  have  any  battle  station 
to  go  to,  but  I  wanted  to  get  up  on  deck  to  see  what  was  going  to  happen,  if  anything.  So,  I 
grabbed  everything  and  got  up  there.  I'll  never  forget  what  it  was  like.  Here  I  am  standing 
there,  camera  around  my  neck.  No,  I  didn't  have  the  camera  around  my  neck,  I  had  about  half 
a  ream  of  paper  in  my  hand,  no  trousers,  and  no  camera,  [laughter]  My  subconscious  must 
have  really  hit  the  panic  button,  you  know.  But  there  I  was  hi  my  "battle  station,"  completely 
unprepared.  I  remember  that  as  an  example  of  how  your  mind  can  not  work  the  way  you  want 
it  to  work.  That  was  such  a  vivid  demonstration  of  that. 

Riess:       Did  you  learn  good  habits  as  a  photographer  from  that  period?  For  instance,  the  idea  that  you 
would  go  to  bed  with  your  camera  loaded. 

Miller:       Yes,  everything  was  ready. 

Riess:       Are  there  some  other  things  that  stood  you  in  good  stead?  For  instance,  photographing  fear. 
You  said  you  weren't  afraid,  but  on  the  other  hand,  how  about  these  men  who  are  at  the  battle 
stations.  Photographing  raw  emotion. 

Miller:       That's  an  interesting  thing.  I  made  a  point  of  trying  to  capture  that.  We  were  in  the  Pacific, 
and  I  was  on  a  gunboat.  A  gunboat  is  a  small  craft.  We  were  to  protect  the  underwater 
demolition  swimmers  as  they  were  going  into  the  beach.  We  would  fire  over  the  tops  of  their 
heads  to  protect  them  from  the  enemy  from  firing  on  them. 

On  the  way  up  to  this  operation,  we  were  attacked.  There  were  seven  of  these  gunboats,  World 
War  I  minesweepers  that  had  been  converted  to  this  other  work.  Being  a  minesweeper  meant 
that  they  had  wooden  hulls,  which  would  not  attract  the  mines.  These  were  pretty  early  boats. 
They  were  maybe  a  hundred  feet  long.  We  had  a  single-barreled  40mm  and  a  bunch  of  50's  to 
protect  us.  Three  of  us  had  radar  bubbles  on  a  mast  sticking  above  us~that  was  a  mast  sticking 
up  maybe  thirty  feet,  on  top  of  which  was  a  white  bubble  containing  radar  equipment.  It  was 
maybe  two  feet  across. 

One  evening,  which  is  the  ideal  time  for  a  kamikaze  attack— what  happens  is  the  kamikazes  put 
the  sun  behind  them  and  ride  that  in  so  that  it  makes  it  difficult  for  gunners  to  see  them— they 
came  in,  and  they  took  out  four  of  the  seven  of  us.  We  were  all  in  a  line,  going  up  to  Linguyan 
Gulf  in  the  Philippines. 

Riess:       Four  of  the  seven  boats? 

Miller:       Four  of  the  seven  boats.  They  hit  them  and  blew  them  out  of  the  water.  We  figured  out 

afterwards  that  [our  not  being  hit]  was  because  of  our  radar  bubble.  It  gave  them  a  false  sense 
of  target,  it  was  sticking  up  a  little  too  high.  Because  they  would  drop  around  us,  the  planes 
would  drop  around  us  and  miss  us. 


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During  this  time,  hell,  I  can't  do  anything  to  make  a  picture  like  this.  I  can't  photograph  the 
damn  thing.  So  I  decided  I'd  photograph  the  faces  of  these  gunners.  It's  one  of  those  times 
where  you're  directly  face  to  face  with  the  enemy.  He's  there,  coming  toward  you,  you're 
doing  your  best  to  shoot  him.  I  made  these  faces,  I  thought  that  this  will  say  something.  Later 
I  saw  those  pictures,  and  the  faces  showed  nothing.  Their  faces  were  absolutely  normal,  if  you 
want  to  call  it  that.  So,  under  pressure  you're  too  busy  doing  your  job. 

Riess:       Were  you  armed? 

Miller:       No.  Well,  that's  not  true.  On  the  gunboat,  no.  When  I  flew  in  planes,  yes.  Because  if  we  had 
to  bail  out  in  the  jungle  or  something  like  that  and  had  to  support  ourselves  one  way  or  the 
other,  yes,  I  carried  a  .38  revolver. 

Riess:       Were  you  trained  to  use  it? 
Miller:       No. 

Let  me  tell  you  another  thing  about  fear.  I  think  this  was  also  on  a  gunboat.  I'm  having  trouble 
remembering  the  specifics,  but  somehow  or  other  we  were  being  attacked.  I  don't  think  it  was 
by  kamikazes,  it  was  by  actual  shells.  I  ducked  behind  an  apron  on  the  deck  to  dodge  these 
bullets.  When  I  got  there,  I  found  somebody  who  got  there  before  me,  but  that  was  all  right. 
After  the  moment  had  passed,  both  this  man  and  I  realized  what  had  happened.  What  we  had 
dived  behind  was  a  little  canvas  windshield,  [laughter]  Absolutely  no  protection  whatsoever. 
Anyway,  it  was  strange.  Funny  things  like  that  happened. 


The  Children  of  Naples 


Riess:       Tell  me  about  photographing  those  children  in  Naples,  that  poverty. 

Miller:       I  went  ashore  with  a  bag  of  my  equipment.  I  had  two  bags,  shoulder  bags,  one  of  them  had 
shaving  equipment,  things  like  that  in  it.  I  spent  maybe  three  or  four  days  there.  I 
photographed  these  kids.  All  kids  are  just  marvelous,  the  Second  Coming  ought  to  look  like 
those  kids,  they  were  just  marvelous,  their  spirit. 

They  were  running  through  the  streets.  They  were  dirty,  they  were  less  than  ill-clad,  they  were 
in  bad  shape  in  many  ways.  But  their  spirit  was  beautiful.  That's  what  I  tried  to  photograph.  I 
just  roamed  the  streets  and  photographed  them  as  I  saw  them,  and  sometimes  their  mothers, 
parents.  It  was  a  lovely  experience  to  be  that  free  and  to  share,  in  a  manner  of  speaking,  their 
world.  Because  it  was  a  dog-eat-dog  thing,  where  they  would  fight  over  a  little  bit  of  food, 
you  know.  Not  much,  they  would  usually  share  it,  rather  than  fight  too  much. 

Riess:       Was  that  the  first  time  you  had  been  so  focused  on  children? 

Miller:  I  think,  probably,  I  guess  so.  I  found  out  after  the  war  that  what  I  photographed  was  normal  for 
Naples  whether  there  was  a  war  on  or  not.  These  kids  are  on  the  streets,  they're  just  drifting  as 
a  part  of  the  "normal"  life  in  Naples.  So  I  wasn't  photographing  something-it  wasn't  war,  war 
had  some  effect  on  it,  but  it  didn't  cause  it. 


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Riess:       And  that  was  picked  up  by  Life! 

Miller:       I  don't  know  if  Life  used  it  or  not.  It  was  seen  by  Life,  we  saw  it  in  the  office.  I  don't  know  if 
it  was  used  by  them. 

Riess:       Have  you  seen  the  work  of  Sebastian  Salgado? 

Miller:       Yes,  fantastic  work.  I  just  think  it's  brilliant.  He's  an  exceptional  talent  and  evidently 

developed  when  he  was  an  adult,  not  as  a  young  man.  He  had  been  trained,  I  don't  know, 
educated  as  an  engineer  or  something  of  that  nature,  or  architect?  Anyway,  he  has  a  charming 
wife,  and  she  also  is  well  educated  and  has  helped  him  a  great  deal  in  kind  of  a  joint  effort, 
there.  They  had  an  exhibit  at  the  Museum  of  Modern  Art  here  in  San  Francisco,  beautiful 
exhibit  there  years  ago. 

Riess:       Do  you  think  that  he  sees  something  that's  different  from  what  you  see? 

Miller:       I  think  he  does,  yes.  He's  able  to  see  a  bigger  picture  and  deal  with  it.  I  don't  know,  I  can't 
describe  it,  I  know  that  I  wish  that  I  could  do  that  sort  of  thing.  I'm  sure  I've  been  exposed  to 
similar  opportunities,  but  I  haven't  begun  to  do  what  he's  done.  He's  able  to  pick  up  a  core  idea 
and  develop  it.  Not  using  just  a  family,  but  using  a  whole  community,  a  whole  culture.  I  find 
it  just  fabulously  good,  fabulously  good. 

Riess:       How  much  do  you  think  it's  the  formal  elements  of  his  composition? 

Miller:       I  don't  know,  it's  just  in  his  bones  somehow  to  be  able  to  do  that.  Making  photographs  like  he 
does,  like  many  others  of  us  do,  you  have  to  do  it  very  quickly.  You  can't  redo  it,  you  can't 
move  this  around  or  that  around.  You'd  be  interrupting  the  moment,  you'd  be  interrupting  the 
happening.  It's  just  a  talent,  for  lack  of  a  better  word,  that  is  unique  to  the  individual.  I  don't 
know  how  you  can.  Maybe  it  can  be  taught,  I  don't  know. 

Riess:       You  referred  to  color  work  during  World  War  II.  Were  you  doing  color  work? 

Miller:       No,  we  were  using  the  Rolleiflex,  which  had  a  120  film  which  is  two  and  a  quarter  square. 

Color  film  wasn't  available  in  that  format  at  that  time.  Early  on  it  wasn't.  In  fact,  we  had  some 
color  film  especially  rerolled  for  us.  It  was  not  Kodachrome,  I  believe  it  was  Anscochrome  or 
something  of  that  nature.  It  was  kind  of  experimental  on  our  part.  The  4"x5"  was  a 
Kodachrome;  Eastman  Kodak  had  Kodachrome  which  was  useful,  and  that  was  used  by  some 
of  the  members  of  the  group,  but  rarely. 


War  Photographers.  Conditioned  to  "Shoot" 

Riess:       Referring  to  Gene  Smith  and  Ziff  Davis  and  Flying  magazine,  Life  magazine  also  sent  its  own 
photographers  out? 

Miller:       Oh,  my  yes.  Carl  Mydans  I  remember,  I  ran  across  Carl  several  times  in  the  Philippines. 
Riess:       Cornell  Capa,  who  was  he  working  for? 


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Miller:       Cornell  was  working  with  Life,  I  think  he  was  in  the  Atlantic  theater  operations,  the  European 
theater  operations.  I  was  primarily  in  the  Pacific. 

Let  me  tell  you  a  funny  story.  At  the  end  of  the  war,  a  group  of  us  were  sitting  in  this  hotel,  a 
group  of  correspondents,  we  were  all  kind  of  exhausted  hanging  around  in  this  area  and  sitting 
on  these  couches.  All  of  the  sudden,  somebody  comes  in  and  says,  "Tojo's  been  shot."  This  is 
the  sort  of  thing  that's  not  for  me  to  photograph.  That's  kind  of  spot  news  which  would  be—if  I 
got  it,  he's  already  been  shot,  so  all  I  would  have  there  was  something  after  the  fact. 

But  I  remember,  and  Carl's  corrected  me  on  this  since,  that  Carl  came  over  and  he  said,  "I  don't 
have  my  equipment  here,  can  I  use  yours?"  Picked  up  my  camera  bag  and  went  out.  I've 
talked  much  of  this  to  Carl  since,  and  he  says,  "No,  I  didn't  do  that."  So,  I  don't  know  who  it 
was.  I  remember  one  time,  on  the  invasion  of  Luzon,  the  flotilla  was  there,  the  navy  fleet, 
battleships,  and  cruisers,  and  destroyers,  and  all.  Going  back  to  this  gunboat,  I'd  previously 
been  on  there  to  protect  the  underwater  demolition  swimmers.  This  was  only  about  a  hundred 
yards  or  less  off  the  shore.  The  battleships  would  be  firing  their  guns  in  to  kind  of  help  out  on 
this  as  well.  Every  once  in  a  while,  one  of  theirs  would  run  a  little  short  and  drop  down  beside 
us,  you  know,  and  explode.  That's  not  really  part  of  my  story,  really. 

But  I  remember  one  evening,  dark  had  come  in  and  kamikazes  started  coming  in.  I  have 
photographs  of  the  sky  just  filled  with  firing  and  bullets  going  off  from  other  ships  in  this  same 
group.  During  this  one  evening,  one  of  these  kamikazes  hit  this  battleship  and  killed  the  man 
who  had  planned  to  go  up  and  establish  the  Time-Life  office  there  in  the  Philippines  when  they 
got  ashore.  He  was  killed.  Carl,  who  at  that  point  hadn't  yet  made  his  pictures  of  MacArthur 
coming  ashore,  he  was  given  the  job  of  taking  over  this  man's  position  as  running  the  Time- 
Life  operation  there  when  he  got  ashore. 

When  MacArthur  came  ashore  he  was  riding  in  a  little  LST,  kind  of  a  little  landing  craft.  On 
the  landing  craft,  the  motor  is  covered  with  a  shroud  of  sorts,  so  there's  a  little  platform  there 
over  the  motor's  power  plant.  On  that,  MacArthur  was  seated  in  his  chair.  It  was  certainly  like 
the  emperor  entering  the  conquered  city.  He  was  coming  by  not  too  far  from  our  gunboat.  We 
were  pretty  well  anchored  there  now,  waiting  to  be  told  to  pull  out.  In  fact,  he  came  by,  and  a 
fellow  said,  "Here  he  comes." 

I  got  up  and  looked  at  it,  and  then  went  down  and  laid  down  on  the  deck  again.  Because  I 
knew  I  couldn't  photograph  him,  it  was  too  far  away  for  my  Rolleiflex.  But  that  was 
MacArthur  returning  to  the  Philippines,  and  I'm  sure  that  it  was  the  same  thing  that  Carl  must 
have  been  on  the  same  landing  craft  to  have  gotten  out  and  photographed  MacArthur 
returning. 

Riess:       So  the  big  picture  is  that  you  were  one  of  many  navy  and  army  photographers,  and  other 
photographers  that  were  not  in  your  unit  maybe,  and  also  hanging  out  with  war 
correspondents. 

Miller:       Well,  I  didn't  hang  out  with  any  other  military  journalists.  I  did  hang  out  with  correspondents. 
They  had  a  better  pipeline  of  what  was  going  on.  In  fact,  when  we  talk  about  Hiroshima  we 
can  bring  that  up. 

Riess:       I  was  wondering  about  the  issue  of  photographers  swarming  over  a  scene.  It's  something  that 
we're  used  to  now,  photographers  snapping  and  flashing. 


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Miller:  That  didn't  exist  then.  I  may  have  been  the  only  photographer  around  in  the  areas  where  I  was. 
If  it  had  happened,  I  think  someone  in  the  crowd  would  have  said,  "Take  it  easy,  buddy,  it's  a 
long  war." 

Riess:       When  we  talk  about  it,  do  you  really  picture  it?  Do  you  picture  the  water,  and  the  shells,  and 
the  whole  thing? 

Miller:       Yes,  sure. 
Riess:       Did  you  come  home  with  nightmares? 

Miller:       No,  no.  I  do  remember  one  time,  I  think  coming  back  from  the  Pacific.  I  don't  know  exactly 
where  it  was.  I  was  in  Honolulu  and  a  strange  thing  happened,  somebody  kicked  over  one  of 
those  wooden  folding  chairs,  and  it  hit  the  floor  with  a  big  crack.  Next  thing  I  knew,  I  was 
lying  on  the  floor.  It  was  a  reflex  of  some  sort,  I  didn't  realize  that  I  had  it  in  me.  But  there  I 
was.  Outside  that,  I  haven't  had  any.  Maybe  that  was  my  way  of  getting  rid  of  my  nightmares, 
I  don't  know. 

We  were  conditioned— highly  strung,  very  highly  strung.  There  was  a  subconscious  that 
wound  us  up,  I  guess.  Because  there's  nothing  you  can  do,  you're  upset,  you're  concerned,  but 
there's  nothing  you  can  do  about  it  so  you  sublimate  it.  You've  got  to  go  on.  The  interesting 
thing  I  became  aware  of  is  I  had  to  be  continuously  alert  to  make  the  photographs.  If  I  didn't, 
they  would  come  and  go  and  it  would  be  too  late,  if  I  wanted  that  kind  of  a  photograph. 

I  should  not  have  expended  that  kind  of  energy,  I  should  have  spent  more  time  looking  for  the 
human  interest  kinds  of  things,  which  took  place  day  by  day,  rather  than  waiting  to  try  to 
photograph  the  kamikaze  that  hit  its  target.  So  what  if  you  have  that?  God,  I  remember  one 
time,  a  beautiful,  sunny  day,  the  kind  of  day  where  you  take  your  kids  to  the  park.  Here  we 
were  in  this  carrier,  quiet  water,  and  all  of  the  sudden  a  kamikaze  came  out  of  nowhere  coming 
towards  the  carrier.  He  missed  the  top  of  the  carrier  and  landed  in  the  water  probably  a  couple 
hundred  feet  away  from  the  ship.5 

m 


The  Bomb.  Hiroshima 


Riess:       Hiroshima.  Do  you  have  your  images  from  that?  At  the  end  were  you  able  to  get  prints  of  the 
pictures  you  took? 

Miller:       After  the  war  I  went  back  and  rifled  the  print  files  so  that  I  could  have  copies  of  images  that 
I've  made,  but  I  didn't  begin  to  do  anything  exhaustive  in  that  regard  because  I  wasn't  there  that 
long.  I  never  saw  a  set  of  contact  prints  of  what  I'd  shot.  The  picture  prints  I  have  were  those 
that  were  edited  out  by  somebody  else,  probably  by  Steichen. 


5. See  further  on  this  story  in  Interview  5. 


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Riess:       How  did  you  decide  which  ones  you  wanted  to  keep? 

Miller:  My  time  was  so  short,  I  didn't  even  make  a  decision  on  that.  I  just  found  files  where  there  was 
a  bunch  of  stuff  there,  and  went  in  and  took  what  I  could  get  hold  of  in  a  hurry.  Like  grabbing 
stuff  before  the  house  burns  down. 

Riess:       [looking  at  notes]  What  are  these  notes? 
Miller:       This  went  with  the  film  to  Washington.  This  is  the  raw  material. 

Riess:       "September  12, 1945,  to  the  attention  of  Lieutenant  Commander  John  Drennan,"  with  a  note  to 
forward  it  to  Captain  Steichen,  and  then  the  roll  numbers  and  the  numbers  of  the  films. 

Miller:       Roll  numbers,  exposure  numbers. 
Riess:       Tokyo,  Yokohama,  Hiroshima. 

How  it  is  that  you  were  there?  Where  were  you  right  before  the  bomb  was  dropped? 

Miller:       Well,  let's  back  off  a  little  bit.  I  think  I  was  in  Washington,  D.C.  Let  me  double  check 
something,  [gets  up  and  brings  back  documents] 

Riess:       You  had  been  in  Washington  for  Roosevelt's  funeral. 

Miller:       Well,  I  happened  to  be  there.  We  would  drop  back  periodically  for  a  little  rest,  and  also  to 
recoup  equipment  and  what  not.  That  was  our  base,  our  home  base. 

Riess:       You  were  married  by  this  time. 

Miller:        1942,  yes,  Joan  was  there.  She  worked  in  Admiral  Perry's  office.  She  was  secretary  to  him. 
Riess:       And  when  you  went  out  to  Honolulu,  did  you  feel  the  war  was  winding  down? 

Miller:       Yes,  we  knew  the  war  was  winding  down  once  the  European  war  was  turned  off.  We  were 

moving  all  our  forces  out  there  to  the  Pacific.  We  knew  it  was  just  a  matter  of  time.  We  were 
so  big  and  so  ponderous,  we  could  just  fall  over  and  crush  the  Japanese.  So,  there  was  no 
question,  it  was  an  unequal  contest.  It  was  just  inevitable. 

I  just  show  this  so  you  get  an  idea  of  the  variety.  These  are  orders  that  I  had,  some 
documentation  that  shows  where  I  was. 

Riess:       [looking  at  documentation,  two  pages  covering  from  1942  to  1945]  You  were  back  and  forth 
and  back  and  forth.  Ceylon,  India,  Cairo,  I  don't  know  your  pictures  from  that. 

Miller:       I  don't  think  I  made  any. 
Riess:       Did  you  have  any  inkling  of  the  creation  of  the  bomb? 

Miller:       None.  Let's  get  into  that.  I  guess,  according  to  this,  I  was  in  Washington.  I  thought  I  was  in 
Europe,  but  as  I  mentioned  to  you  earlier,  our  orders  gave  us  a  great  deal  of  freedom  so  we 


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could  come  and  go  at  will.  One  day  a  navy  captain  that  I  knew  said,  "Wayne"~see,  in  our 
orders,  nobody  told  us  where  to  go—so  when  this  navy  captain  said,  "Wayne,  I  think  you  ought 
to  go  to  Guam,"  I  think  it  was,  "and  see  so  and  so,"  that  really  set  off  bells  ringing  in  my  head. 
This  was  most  unusual,  the  first  time  during  the  war  that  it  happened. 

So,  without  thinking  twice,  I  went  out.  I  flew  to  San  Francisco,  I  flew  to  Pearl,  and  on  out  to 
Guam.  I  located  this  man,  told  him  that  Captain  So-and-So  had  suggested  I  see  him.  He  said, 
"Well,  I  suggest  that  you  report  to  this  troop  ship  and  get  on  that."  No  one  said  anything  about 
why.  I  went  to  this  troop  ship,  which  I  think  was  the  U.S.S.  Braxton,  and  it  was  filled  with 
marines.  I  got  a  ride  on  this  troop  ship,  and  we  were  at  sea  for  several  days,  I  don't  know 
exactly  how  many.  And  then  we  heard,  by  radio,  that  a  bomb  had  dropped  in  Japan  and  our 
job  was  to  secure  the  Tokyo  harbor. 

Nobody  described  what  the  bomb  was,  except  it  was  a  big  bomb.  On  this  ship  were  other 
correspondents  as  well.  One  was  Jay  Eyerman,  who  was  a  photographer  for  Life  magazine. 
Jay  and  I,  I  don't  know  if  we  had  met  before  then  or  not,  I  don't  really  remember.  But  we  went 
ashore,  and  at  the  mouth  of  the  harbor,  Tokyo  harbor,  spiked  the  guns  or  made  sure  they  were 
okay  so  that  ships  coming  behind  us  could  move  in  without  being  fired  upon. 

Riess:       The  term  is  "spiked  the  gun?" 

Miller:       I  guess  that's  a  form  of  running  a  piece  of  metal  into  the  firing  pins  of  the  cannons.  I  don't 
know,  maybe  it's  a  Civil  War  name.  Anyway,  to  disable  the  cannons. 

So  then  we  went  to  Tokyo,  where  Jay  Eyerman  picked  up  an  interpreter,  a  hot  trumpet  player 
for  Radio  Tokyo,  an  awful  nice  fellow.  He  was  a  graduate  of  the  College  of  the  Pacific  from 
Stockton  and  he  was  over  visiting  his  parents  in  Tokyo  when  the  war  came  along,  and  he  was 
stuck.  He  was  a  Nisei,  so  he  was  more  American  than  a  lot  of  Americans.  Jay  got  hold  of  him, 
or  somehow  or  other  it  was  worked  out  that  he'd  be  an  interpreter  for  Jay.  I  hitchhiked  with 
Jay  to  go  to  Hiroshima.  We  took  the  electric  train  and  we  went  ashore  at  Yokasuka. 

Riess:       Yokasuka  is  the  name  of  the  town? 

Miller:       Yes,  it's  a  naval  base.  That's  it,  up  at  the  top.  [looking  at  contact  print]  Jay  Eyerman  down 
there  in  frames  ten  and  twelve,  I  got  him  swimming  in  the  pool. 

Riess:       "Jay  Eyerman,  of  Life  magazine,  photographer,  is  swimming  in  pool  in  newly  occupied  naval 
yard.  We  walked  up  and  saw  a  group  of  marines  staring  at  the  pool  in  a  most  undecided 
fashion.  Without  saying  a  word,  Jay  had  stripped  off  his  clothes  and  jumped  in.  The  water 
was  fine." 

In  the  next  roll  you've  got  the  whole  marine  corps  in  swimming,  it  looks  like.  This  is  all  on 
August  30th. 

The  bomb  had  been  dropped  on  August  5th,  but  you  still  didn't  really  have  any  idea  of  what 
you  were  going  to  see? 

Miller:       No,  we  were  out  of  touch.  I  spent  time  then  helping  liberate  some  of  the  prisoners  of  war, 
following  that  point  in  time,  after  Yokasuka. 


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Riess:       You've  written  descriptions  of  these  prisoners  of  war.  "Old  man  from  South  Africa"  with  a 
story  that  you  must  have  gotten  from  him. 

Miller:       I  don't  remember,  I  don't  remember  those  things. 

Riess:        [reading]  "A  young  man  from  Michigan."  "I  am  now  aboard  the  USS  Reeves  continuing  the 
prisoner  of  war  operation."  By  September  1st  you've  gone  to  Shibaura  district. 

Did  you  transfer  your  notes  from  something  to  something  else? 
Miller:       I  must  have  been  carrying  with  me  my  little  Olivetti  portable. 
Riess:       That  would  have  been  standard  issue,  the  little  Olivetti  portable? 

r 

Miller:       No,  I  think  I  paid  for  that  myself.  I  have  great  difficulty  writing  and  being  legible,  so  I  prefer 
the  typewriter. 

Riess:       "Cheering  men."  "A  group  of  Greeks."  "A  missionary  from  Montreal." 
Miller:       I  made  notes,  and  I  transcribed  these  from  my  note  pad  to  a  typewriter. 

Riess:       At  the  end  of  this  sheet  of  photo  caption  material,  you  say,  "This  is  all,  please  forward  all  film 
to  Captain  Steichen  after  you're  finished  with  it.  Thanks,  John." 

Miller:       I'm  saying,  "Thank  you,  John."  John  Drennan.  "Please  forward  all  film  after  you  have  finished 
with  it,"  is  so  I  am  not  hurting  his  feelings.  He's  under  orders  to  not  touch  it  but  to  send  it  on. 
And  you  see,  it  might  have  been  two  different  shipments.  I  had  to  do  things  so  that  I  got 
enough  done  to  get  it  out  quickly  and  then  move  on  and  do  another  one  next  time. 

That  was  in  Tokyo.  You  see,  I  developed  a  relationship  with  Jay,  and  then  on  the  3rd  of 
September—all  the  other  stuff  took  place  between  the  30th  and  the  3rd~we  went  down  to 
Hiroshima.  We  didn't  have  any  food,  we  didn't  have  any  blankets,  nothing  of  that  sort.  We 
just  had  our  camera  equipment  and  maybe  a  bunch  of  candy  bars. 

Riess:       You  call  Hiroshima,  "Atomic  Bomb  City  #1."  Was  that  how  it  was  referred  to? 
Miller:       I  don't  know  when  I  put  that  in  there. 

See,  I  have  two  rolls  of  color,  Agfacolor.  I  don't  know  what  happened  to  that. 

I  guess  it  was  being  called  that.  But  "atomic,"  that's  like  the  new  name  of  an  automobile. 
Could  have  been. 

Riess:       Are  you  saying  that  with  all  that  you  saw  in  Tokyo  of  cities  being  destroyed,  Hiroshima  was 
just  another  city? 

Miller:       Another  war  scene.  I  didn't  suffer  any  great  impact,  saying,  "Oh,  my  God."  Nothing  like  that. 
The  place  had  been  bombed,  destroyed.  I  had  seen  other  things  not  unlike  that.  As  I 
understand  it,  this  atomic  bomb  was  kind  of  like  a  large  incendiary  bomb.  It  didn't  dig  a  hole 
in  the  ground,  it  just  exploded  above  the  ground  and  blew  things  apart  and  burned  everything 


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up.  Well,  Tokyo  and  Yokohama  suffered  equal,  maybe  comparable  damage,  and  I  understand 
that  there  may  have  been  an  even  greater  loss  of  life  in  Tokyo  than  there  was  in  Hiroshima 
during  the  war.  So  you're  dealing  with  destruction  which  is  hard  to  comprehend.  Hiroshima 
didn't  stand  out.  Anyway,  I  didn't  react  to  it. 

Riess:       I  bet  you've  been  asked  about  it  so  much  since  then. 

Miller:       Yes,  I  have.  It's  like  the  book  I  did  in  Chicago  on  the  blacks.  People  say,  "My  God,  listening 
to  all  that  marvelous  music.  Gosh,  what  a  lucky  guy  you  were."  In  hindsight,  I  think  I  was 
tone  deaf,  I  didn't  hear  any  of  that. 

Riess:       Your  image,  the  man  crossing  the  plaza,  or  empty  area,  is  this  the  center  of  the  city? 
Miller:       Yes,  that's  pretty  much  the  center,  yes. 
Riess:       And  it's  completely  leveled. 

Miller:       Completely  leveled.  Of  course,  this  bomb  covered  such  a  large  area.  It  would  take  a 

panoramic  camera  to  give  it  the  sweep  that  it  should  have  had.  But  that's  one  direction,  and  I 
think  that  right  in  the  center  of  the  town  there  had  been  a  military  encampment.  And  that's 
pretty  well  blown  that  military  encampment  apart. 

The  next  picture  shows  a  plank  of  wood.  Planks  were  standing  on  which  was  written,  "In 
memory  of  the  southern  army,"  that  this  was  a  memorial  to  soldiers  of  the  eighth  division  of 
the  Southern  Area  Army. 

Riess:       The  next  picture? 

Miller:       We  arrived  there  in  the  morning.  It  was  a  misty  rain.  It  wasn't  a  downpour,  it  was  a  misty  rain, 
you  stay  outside,  you  get  wet.  Jay  went  off  with  his  interpreter  and  I  was  on  my  own,  and  I 
wandered  into  this  deserted  building,  or  remnants  of  a  building,  which  is  concrete.  I 
understood  that  it  was  a  bank  building.  Nothing  inside  except  this  big  open  space.  Here  and 
there  were  people  lying  on  mats,  obviously  wounded.  There  was  no  light,  there  were  no 
nurses  around,  that  I  could  see,  and  nobody  attending  these  people.  They  were  just  there.  So, 
I  made  these  few  pictures. 

Riess:       Where  does  the  light  come  from? 

Miller:       A  flash,  these  are  all  flash  pictures.  I  had,  in  some  cases,  an  extension  flash.  This  was  a  flash 
that  I  held  in  my  hand.  I  extended  my  arm  out  to  make  this  picture. 

Riess:       Was  the  crutch  across  there?  Or  did  you  arrange  it? 

Miller:       No,  I  didn't  touch  a  thing.  When  I  make  a  photograph,  that's  the  way  it  is.  I  don't  change 
anything. 

Riess:       Was  that  your  rule  for  you  or  for  the  navy? 
Miller:       The  navy  never  said  anything  about  it,  it  was  my  rule. 


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Riess:       You  know,  it  was  something  that  the  FSA  cameramen  were  asked,  if  they  had  moved  anything. 

Miller:       No,  I  didn't.  I  might  have  moved  something  in  order  to  be  able  to  see  the  subject,  but  other 
than  that,  I  don't  think  I  ever  did  anything  like  that. 

Riess:       What  are  the  specks  over  the  people?  I  thought  it  might  be  blood. 

Miller:       It  could  be  blood,  but  I  think  it's  just  flies.  It  was  the  1st  of  September,  and  it  was  humid  and  all. 
It  was  great  fly  season.  This  you  can  see,  this  older  woman  lying  there,  and  somebody  brought 
her  a  letter  of  some  sort.  I  think  somebody's  even  interpreted  some  of  those  words  on  there. 
So  she's  just  lying  alone,  and  I  have  no  idea  how  they  got  there  or  what  it  was  about. 

See,  here's  another,  I  think  I  had  another  light  over  here,  an  extension  light. 

.- 

Riess:       Did  you  have  an  interpreter  with  you? 
Miller:       No. 
Riess:       So  there  was  no  way  of  you  talking  to  these  people? 

Miller:       No.  I  think  it's  the  same  people  that  had  the  crutch  in  the  picture.  This  is  the  only  medical 
person  I  saw,  and  she  was  taking  care  of  this  little  child  here,  and  I'm  assuming  that's  the 
mother.  That's  the  only  medical  person  I  saw  at  this  time. 

And  this  is  a  little  temple,  a  temporary  temple,  I  think,  which  was  set  up. 
Riess:       These  people  look  mostly  destitute. 

Miller:       But  these  people  may  not  have  been  residents  of  Hiroshima.  They  came  in,  I  think,  afterwards 
from  the  countryside.  Maybe  to  bring  food  to  their  families.  Hiroshima  was  a  railhead,  so  it 
was  accessible  to  the  larger  community. 

Riess:       Did  these  pictures  get  beamed  around  the  world? 

Miller:       I  have  no  idea,  no  idea.  I  was  in  my  own  little  vacuum  when  I  made  them,  and  afterwards  I 
remained  in  my  same  little  vacuum.  I  don't  know  what  happened  to  them.  I  do  remember  that 
first  picture  I  showed  you,  when  Newsweek  made  a  story  on  the  anniversary  a  few  years  ago, 
they  used  this  as  the  lead  picture,  which  was  interesting.  They  picked  these  up  out  of  the 
archives.  All  these  negatives  are  in  the  National  Archives  in  Washington,  D.C. 

I  don't  know  what  the  impact  [of  the  photographs]  was,  if  anything.  I  do  know  that  Joan  and  I 
were  back  there  last  year,  or  the  year  before  last.  And  the  museum  back  there,  which  is  focused 
on  this  very  moment,  hadn't  seen  my  photographs.  I've  been  negligent  not  sending  them  a  set 
of  these  pictures. 


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The  Dealers.  Collectors.  Print  Quality  Questions 


Riess:       It's  interesting  to  see  your  photo  books  here.  What  is  the  system  you  have  with  the  green  tags 
and  the  pink  tags? 

Miller:       Some  photo  dealers,  who  sell  photographs,  recently  were  out  here,  last  week  or  the  week 

before  last.  The  green  ones  are  selections  that  one  dealer  would  like  to  have,  and  the  red  ones 
another  dealer  would  like  to  have.  But  as  I  told  you,  I  raided  the  files  in  the  National  Archives, 
so  I  don't  have  the  negatives.  I  may  have  duplicates  of  the  original  files.  Others,  I  have  made 
copy  negatives,  and  made  1 1"xl4"  prints  which  are  very,  very  good  prints.  I  really  can't  tell  if 
they're  copies.  Some  of  those  are  of  interest  to  the  market. 

Riess:       What  do  you  have  to  sell  to  the  dealers? 

Miller:       If  I  have  duplicates  of  some  of  these,  I  may  decide  to  sell  a  duplicate  of  this  print,  8"xlO" 

glossy.  Or  if  I  don't  have  a  duplicate  and  I  have  a  good  copy,  I'll  ask  him  whether  or  not  he'd 
like  to  have  that  copy. 

This  business  of  selling  prints  is  a  new  aspect  of  photography.  It's  kind  of  mind  boggling  to 
me,  another  whole  world.  I'm  not  necessarily  interested  in  doing  it,  but  then  I  say,  "Well,  why 
not?  Why  not  get  the  pictures  out  to  other  people?" 

Riess:       Where  are  these  people  coming  to  you  from? 

Miller:       Let  me  say,  there's  one  fellow  in  New  York  City,  Howard  Greenberg.  He's  a  very  well- 
recognized  dealer  in  photography,  he  has  a  gallery  in  New  York  City.  He  was  interested,  and 
he  came  out,  or  his  partner  came  out  here.  Then  there's  a  fellow  from  Boston,  he  came  out  and 
he  made  one  of  these  choices.  Then  there's  another  dealer  in  Chicago,  Steve  Dater,  he  came 
out. 

Riess:       You  say  it's  a  new  thing? 

Miller:       Forme.  It's  sort  of  been  around  since  the  beginning  of  time,  I  guess.  But  for  me  this  is  a  new 
thing.  Evidently  these  people  are  well  established  in  their  field  and  respected  by  others,  so 
since  I  have  them  located  geographically,  why,  it  seems  like  an  opportunity  for  me  to  distribute 
some  of  my  work.  And  it's  interesting  that  this  fellow  in  Boston  has  sold  a  couple  of  my 
pictures  to  the  Museum  of  Modern  Art  in  San  Francisco.  Evidently,  there  are  some  others  that 
they're  interested  in  as  well.  Rather  than  coming  to  me  directly,  I  guess  they  like  the  "heat 
shield"  concept,  to  deal  at  arms  length  with  somebody  like  this.  Yale  University  has  bought 
some. 

Riess:       I  was  going  to  ask  you  if  you  had  an  agent. 
Miller:       No,  these  in  effect  are  agents,  you  see. 

## 
Riess:       I  was  asking  whether  you  think  they're  looking  for  art  or  history,  and  you're  saying? 


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Riess:       Did  he  have  you  sign  them? 

Miller:       Oh  yes,  the  back  of  the  print.  A  couple  of  them  sold,  good  prices.  As  I  say  I  was  embarrassed. 
But  the  thing  to  do  is  to  rise  above  it.  Either  that  or  not  give  him  the  bad  prints.  But  a  bad 
print  to  me  is  not  necessarily  a  bad  print  to  someone  else. 

Let  me  tell  you  something  interesting.  At  the  Museum  of  Modern  Art,  in  the  photography 
department,  I  looked  at  some  of  the  prints  that  they  have  in  their  permanent  collection  that  are 
mine.  They  have  some  prints  in  there  that  I  just  got  almost  sick  looking  at  the  quality  of  them, 


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they  were  so  bad.  I  don't  know  how  they  got  in  their  collection,  but  they're  there.  So  I  talked 
to  Peter  Galassi,  who's  the  curator  of  the  photography  department  at  the  museum,  because  I 
wanted  to  replace  these  and  give  them  some  better  prints  because  they're  representing  who  I 
am  as  a  photographer  and  I'm  embarrassed  by  these.  He  said,  "Now  wait  a  minute  now. 
C'mon  and  let  me  show  you  something." 

We  left  his  office  and  went  out  into  the  museum  where  they  had  an  exhibit  of  some  early 
photographs,  or  a  collection,  I  forget  what  it  was  around,  from  the  museum  collection.  We 
looked  at  those.  Specifically  I  remember  a  couple  of  Dorothea  Lange  prints,  which  I  thought 
were  pretty  bad  prints.  Then  we  looked  at  some  others,  and  they  were  too  dark.  Then  he  went 
on  to  describe  how  photography  goes  through  phases  of  making  very  dark  prints,  or  contrasty 
prints,  or  very  light  ones.  So,  in  his  mind  it'd  be  hard  to  describe  a  "good"  print,  because  it's 
related  to  the  times,  the  fashions,  the  conditions.  Not  the  conditions,  but  the  acceptance  level 
of  what  is  a  good  print.  So,  I  came  back  and  looked  at  mine  again,  and  by  God,  I  could  see  his 
argument. 

Riess:       That  your  printing  had  been  variable? 

Miller:       That  my  printing  had  been  variable.  Well,  frankly,  I  questioned  that  to  a  degree,  because  I 
have  prints  here  in  my  studio  which  I  made  at  that  time,  and  I  can  compare  them  with  the 
prints  I  have  made  today,  and  they're  almost  identical. 

Now  Ansel  Adams  had  a  different  attitude  on  this.  Adams  just  said  that  he  considers  the 
negative  kind  of  like  the  score  for  music,  and  the  print  is  the  performance.  The  print  can  vary, 
depending  on  the  mood  of  the  photographer,  or  the  feeling  he  wants  to  express.  So,  again, 
there  is  no  one  "right"  print.  And,  coming  from  Adams,  that's  pretty  good  because  he's  the 
quintessential  technician,  and  knows  what  he's  doing. 

Riess:       Peter  Galassi  talked  you  out  of  replacing  the  prints? 

Miller:       Well,  it's  not  that  he  talked  me  out  of  it.  He  had  the  prints  and  he  wouldn't  give  them  to  me. 
He  wouldn't  let  me  make  substitutions. 


Thinking  about  Picture  Magazines  and  Information,  and  Museum  Openings 


Riess:       Museums  and  dealers,  a  far  cry  from  your  $12.95  camera  beginnings.  What  a  business  you've 
grown  up  through! 

Miller:       It's  covered  some  years.  I'm  amazed  at  how  many  years  have  gone  by,  it  doesn't  seem  like  that 
at  all.  We're  talking  about  World  War  II— well,  that  started  in  '42,  '41,  now  that's  sixty  years! 

Riess:       I  guess  war  increased  the  production  and  use  of  photographs? 

Miller:       I  don't  know  if  that's  the  case  or  not.  I  would  say  after  the  war  people  continued  to  be 

interested  in  news  about  the  world,  and  the  picture  magazine  came  into  full  flower  at  that  time 
because  of  its  ability  to  communicate  values  that  hadn't  been  available  before.  We  didn't  have 
television. 


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Riess:  Communicate  values? 

Miller:  I'm  talking  about  information. 

Riess:  Life  started  in  1936.  It  was  always  a  picture  magazine? 

Miller:  Yes,  it  was  designed  to  be  that. 

Riess:  And  in  1936,  did  your  family  have  it? 

Miller:  No,  I  was  unaware,  really,  of  Life  magazine  at  that  time.  Oh,  I'm  sure  I  knew  about  it. 

Riess:       And  newspaper  photography,  was  that  minor  compared  to  magazines? 

.• 

Miller:       Oh  yes,  newspaper  photography  was  still  hardcore,  one-shot  flash  of  the  accident  or  receiving 
a  plaque,  or  something  of  that  nature,  somebody  jumping  out  of  a  window.  That  was  the 
Weegee  period  really  in  so  many  ways,  that  kind  of  photography. 

Riess:       Police  photography. 

Miller:       Yes,  that's  a  good  way  of  putting  it.  The  files,  the  morgues  of  magazines  didn't  begin  to  build 
until  after  World  War  II.  In  fact,  the  first  picture  story  in  Life  magazine's  morgue  that  they  had 
in  their  files  was  one  in  1951  by  Carl  Mydans,  a  story  in  Texas.  Looking  for  photographs  for 
Family  of  Man,  I  ran  across  that.  That  doesn't  mean  anything,  they  had  been  doing  picture 
stories  for  many  years  before  that.  But  as  far  as  their  building  up  a  structured  file,  a  reservoir 
of  pictures,  that's  the  first  one  in  their  files  because  Life  magazine  up  until  that  time  did  not 
make  contact  prints  of  their  photographers'  takes.  The  film  was  developed,  and  it  was  edited 
by  a  man  whose  name  I've  forgotten,  maybe  something  like  Grubner.  He  looked  at  the 
negatives,  the  strips  of  film,  and  with  a  punch  he  marked  the  edges  of  the  negatives  for 
printing.  Without  contact  prints. 

Riess:       Could  the  photographer  assert  his  preferences?  On  the  negatives,  or  perhaps  on  the  contact 
sheet? 

Miller:       The  photographer  might  not  be  there  to  do  it.  He  might  still  be  on  the  job,  or  on  a  new  job. 

Life  magazine,  later  when  I  knew  them—well,  I  knew  them  about  this  time,  after  the  war— a 
lovely  woman  there,  I  must  remember  her  name,  she  was,  in  effect,  doing  this  job.  She  could 
look  at  a  story  that  had  come  in,  the  contacts,  and  she  could,  in  effect,  put  the  hat  of  that 
photographer's  head  on  her  head  and  look  at  those  pictures  through  the  eyes  of  the 
photographer.  She  was  very  fine.  She  would  pick  out  exactly  what  I  wanted  to  show,  she 
would  get  it  every  time.  What  was  her  name?  It  was  a  beautiful  thing,  and  she  loved 
photographs,  and  she  loved  the  photographers.  Her  walls  were  just  covered  with  pictures  of 
photographs. 

Make  a  note  that  I'd  like  to  tell  you  about  looking  for  pictures  for  the  Family  of  Man,  how  Life 
was  in  the  process  of  throwing  out  all  photographs  that  hadn't  appeared  in  the  magazine.  It's  a 
nice  story.  Make  a  note  of  that  so  we  can  touch  on  that  sometime. 


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Riess:       I'm  also  interested,  in  doing  the  Family  of  Man,  whether  you  dug  into  the  Farm  Security 
archives? 

Miller:       No,  I  did  not.  I  don't  know  why.  I  don't  know  if  that's  because  Steichen  knew  the  archive  so 
well,  or  he  had  enough  books  on  it,  or  records  of  it.  He  had  done  a  show  on  Farm  Security. 

Riess:        The  Bitter  Years.  That  was  in  1962. 

Miller:       I  thought  he  had  done  an  earlier  one,  too.  Anyway,  I  did  not  go  through  their  files.  I  wish  I 
had. 

Riess:       One  article  you  gave  me,  I  guess  from  U.S.  Camera,  you  were  in  New  York  in  1946  and  you 
photographed  a  Weston  opening.  I  was  trying  to  get  into  your  mind,  because  you  seem  very 
ironic  in  your  comments  about  the  sort  of  holiness  and  hushed  voices,  hovering  around  these 
pictures.  I  thought,  "Wayne  Miller  has  just  come  back  from  the  theater  of  war  and  he's 
arriving  at  this  temple  of  art  and  he's  commenting  on  something  here." 

Miller:       I  was  trying  to  express  just  that.  I  considered  it  a  temple.  Of  course,  a  good  bit  of  this  is  the 
arrogance  of  a  young  person  which  I've  done  my  best  to  try  to  overcome.  But  it  was  a 
holiness,  and  a  preciousness,  that  I  didn't  feel  in  photography.  I  was  interested  in  human 
emotions  and  unpretentious  presentations.  The  Stieglitz  school  and  some  of  these  other 
approaches,  it's  another  kind  of  photography  that  I  was  just  not  sympathetic  to. 

I  was  just  unappreciative,  because  I  didn't  understand,  really,  what  they  were  after,  what  they 
were  trying  to  do.  As  a  young,  virile  man,  I  was  not  concerned  with  sunlight  on  the  landscape, 
per  se.  I  felt  there  was  a  form  of  posturing  in  that  kind  of  photography. 

Riess:       Weston's  an  example  of  a  photographer  who  reported  on  his  feelings  as  he  was  taking  pictures, 
in  his  Daybooks. 

Miller:       I  had  great  respect  for  Weston  and  his  efforts  to  do  his  thing.  I  must  say  that  some  of  his 

images  were  not  as  exciting  to  me  as  others.  But  I  could  understand  him  as  a  human  being, 
and  his  struggles.  I  didn't  know  him  very  well,  God  almighty,  I  knew  very  little  about  him. 
Maybe  I  spent  an  hour  in  his  presence. 

Riess:       Given  what  we  talked  about  last  time,  about  making  a  last  creative  stab,  Weston  had 

Parkinson's  disease  in  1948,  and  then  he  died  maybe  six  years  later,  I'm  not  sure.  But  four 
years  before  he  died  he  said,  "Was  I  cut  off  from  my  creative  work  at  just  the  right  time?  Was 
I  through?  I  don't  think  so,  but  could  be."  I  was  interested  that  he  was  even- 
Miller:       —thinking  about  it?— 

Riess:       --thinking  about  it  in  those  terms.  "Cut  off  at  just  the  right  time." 

Miller:       Well,  it's  hard  to  argue  with  a  man's  self-examination.  But  Ansel  Adams'  current  show— I 

haven't  seen  it,  but  I  understand  that  Szarkowski  said  that  he  didn't  include  anything  later  than 
1950.  In  other  words,  his  very  young  years  were  his  best.  I  don't  know  any  photographers 
whose  work  improved  as  they  got  older.  I  think  much  of  it  is  based  on  the  juices  they  had  and 
exercised  during  those  early  experiences. 


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Marriage  to  Joan 


Riess:       Now  a  thread  that  we  have  to  pick  up  here  is  your  marriage  to  Joan.  She  was  a  college 
sweetheart? 

Miller:       Yes,  I  met  her  when  she  was  a  freshman,  I  think,  at  the  University  of  Illinois  at  Urbana.  She 
lived  in  Urbana,  Illinois.  She  was  a  town  girl,  and  I  was  a  senior,  or  a  junior,  I  guess,  when  I 
first  met  her.  We  hit  it  off,  and  through  a  series  of  emotional  tornadoes,  and  earthquakes,  and 
forest  fires,  we  stuck  together. 

Riess:       Did  you  get  married  on  leave  or  something? 

Miller:       In  June  of '42  Steichen  arranged  for  me  to  have  time  off  to  go  back  to  Chicago  from 

Washington,  D.C.,  and  I  went  back  to  Urbana,  Illinois,  where  she  lived.  Then  Steichen  invited 
us  to  use  his  home  in  Connecticut,  outside  of  Ridgefield,  for  a  week  or  so  for  a  honeymoon. 
He  had  a  housekeeper  there  for  us,  it  was  just  grand.  He  was  living  in  Washington  with  his 
wife,  Dana.  That  was  the  beginning  of  my  married  life  with  Joan. 

During  the  war  we  had  an  apartment  in  Washington,  and  she  stayed  there  until  she  became 
pregnant  with  our  first  child,  Jeanette.  She  went  back  to  Chicago  for  my  father  to  deliver 
Jeanette,  and  I  managed  to  fly  in  over  the  heads  of  our  landing  GIs  in  Linguyan  Gulf, 
Philippines,  to  be  there  for  Jeanette's  birth.  Afterwards  Joan  returned  to  Washington  just  for 
visits,  and  I  remember  the  photographs  that  I  made  of  Jeanette  in  Washington. 

Riess:       Given  the  liberty  you  had  in  your  job,  you  could  probably  be  together  more  frequently  than 
many  enlisted  people. 

Miller:       Yes,  I  had  that  great  freedom.  But  that's  a  mixed  pleasure  in  that  it  got  to  the  point  toward  the 
end  of  the  war  that  I  didn't  want  to  come  home  as  much,  because  coming  back,  my  world  and 
my  rhythms  were  so  different  than  hers.  She  had  her  own  world  and  rhythms.  Not  until  the 
last  hours  of  our  being  together,  before  I  went  out  again,  was  there  the  quietude. 

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Aboard  USS  Saratoga,  November  5,  1943.  Miller  was  a  member  of  USN  Combat  Photo  Unit. 


Entering  Hiroshima.  August,  1945 


Birth  of  son  David.  Grandfather  Harold  Wayne  Miller  is  the  obstetrician.   1946 


California  Cotton  Pickers.  December,  1949 


Edward  Steichen  and  Wayne  Miller.  Together  they  edited  the  Family  of  Man 
exhibition. 


Wedding  in  Mexico,  in  a  remote  village  where  a  priest  had  not  visited  for  thirty  years.  1952. 


Migrant  workers'  camp.  San  Joaquin  Valley,  California,  1950 


Saying  grace.  Lebo,  Kansas,  1950 


The  first  dead  from  the  Korean  War.  San  Francisco,  1951 


Returned  Korea  veteran  in  a  bar.  San  Francisco,  1951 


General  Douglas  MacArthur  on  his  return  from  Korea.  San  Francisco,  1951 


Older  couple  living  in  trailer  park.  Richland,  Washington,  1952 


Senator  Nixon  visiting  his  hometown  school.  Whittier,  California,  1952 


Backyard.  Orinda,  California,  1954 


Jayne  Mansfield  and  fiance,  Mickey  Hargitay.  Los  Angeles,  1958 


Wedding  of  Jayne  Mansfield  and  Mickey  Hargitay.  Los  Angeles,  1958 


Alan  Chin  for  the  New  York  Times,  November  14,  2001. 


Alex  Webb  (Magnum  Photos).  New  York  Times,  November  18,  2001. 


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Chang  W.  Lee  for  the  New  York  Times,  December  11,  2001. 


John  Cohen  (PowerHouse  Books).  New  York  Times,  November  18,  2001. 


The  Miller  family— Wayne,  Joan,  Peter,  Dana,  David,  Jeanette.   1974 


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[Interview  3:  August  24,  2001]## 


Newsweek  Covers.  Marshall  McLuha 


Riess:       You  were  saying  something  about  Marshall  McLuhan. 

Miller:       Yes,  Marshall  McLuhan.  I  photographed  him  in  Canada  somewhere,  in  Montreal  or 

someplace.  A  marvelous  experience.  He  talked  about  how  when  people  go  on  trips  they 
invariably  go  to  check  out  whether  or  not  the  postcard  is  really  true.  Once  they  see  it,  well, 
they  quickly  run  on.  The  image  is  so  important  to  most  of  us.  He  met  this  woman  with  her 
baby  in  the  baby  carriage  and  he  bent  over  and  said,  "What  a  lovely  child  you  have,  ma'am." 
She  said,  "Well,  that's  nothing,  you  should  see  his  picture."  [laughter] 

Riess:       That's  very  funny. 

Miller:       He  was  an  interesting  man.  I  did  a  Newsweek  cover  on  him.  It  was  a  fun  kind  of  cover.  It 
shows  the  gambling  quality  in  my  make-up.  I  flew  from  San  Francisco  to  Ontario,  or 
wherever  in  Canada  it  was.  I  photographed  him.  One  roll  of  Kodachrome,  a  roll  of  color,  I 
don't  know,  maybe  Ektachrome.  I  had  marked  on  my  ground  glass  where  I  wanted  him  to  be. 
And  I  took  that  roll  of  color,  because  they  wanted  a  color  cover.  Then  while  I  was  there  I 
made,  oh,  probably  a  dozen  other  black  and  white  photographs  of  him,  all  kind  of 
miscellaneous  poses. 

I  came  back  to  San  Francisco,  developed  the  black  and  white  negatives,  and  I  made  prints,  and 
took  the  prints  down  to  KQED  television  studio  and  had  them  project  them.  I  still  had  this  roll 
of  color  in  my  camera  and  I  backed  it  off  and  re-exposed  it  together  with  each  of  half  a  dozen 
or  about  eight  different  black  and  white  images,  I  think.  I'd  make  one  exposure,  advance  it, 
move  the  image  around  or  another  image  there,  another  frame,  and  expose  that  onto  that  one. 
Then  I  backed  it  off  and  redid  it  on  all  these  different  black  and  white  prints  I  had,  to  make  up 
this  collage,  I  guess,  for  a  cover. 

That  was  a  hell  of  a  gamble,  because  all  I  had  was  that  one  roll  of  color.  It  worked  pretty  well, 
it  came  out  fine.  I  can  show  it  to  you.  I  thought,  "Well,  why  not?"  Just  try  it,  you  know?  I 
didn't  cover  myself  in  any  other  way.  I  could  have  had  a  mechanical  problem  of  backing  this 
film  off  and  rewinding  it,  because  this  camera,  you  can't  make  a  double  exposure,  you  have  to 
rewind  it  and  re-expose  it.  At  any  rate,  that  kind  of  a  gamble,  I  don't  know  why  I  did  it,  except 
that  I  thought  it  would  be  fun  to  try  it. 

Riess:       Were  you  a  contract  photographer  for  Newsweek! 


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Miller:       No,  no.  I  would  do  different  assignments.  I  did  maybe  four  or  five,  six  covers  for  them  at 
different  times. 

Riess:       And  once  you  do  something  well  they'll  call  you  again,  right? 

Miller:       Well,  it  seemed  so,  yes.  I  don't  know  whether  it's  because  they  like  one's  work  or  because  they 
get  comfortable  with  you.  But  it  makes  it  easy  to  do  it,  yes. 

Riess:       That  idea  of  how  to  photograph  Marshall  McLuhan,  was  it  a  play  on  what  he  was  interested 
in? 

Miller:       Yes.  It  was  a  play  on  his  point  of  view  about  communications,  and  how  we're  exposed  to  all 
kinds  of  input.  I  had  even  had  some  oscilloscope  images  that  I  photographed  and  had  it 
coming  out  of  his  ear.  [laughter]  It  was  just  a  play  on  his  concept. 

Riess:       How  much  were  you  paid  for  something  like  that? 

Miller:       I  have  no  idea.  I'm  wondering  where  I  would  have  a  record  of  it.  Not  very  much.  I  would  be 
getting,  maybe—this  was  some  time  ago— I  would  be  getting  all  expenses  plus  probably  five 
hundred  dollars  or  something  like  that.  I  was  not  a  top  drawer  business  man  when  it  came  to 
this  sort  of  thing.  I  just  sort  of  took  whatever  seemed  to  be  reasonable,  not  fighting  for  prices. 

Riess:       I  would  think  it  would  be  hard  to  organize  your  finances  as  a  freelance  photographer.  The 
record-keeping,  the  tax  reporting. 

Miller:       Well,  it's  not  difficult,  it's  just  impossible.  It  got  to  the  point  when  I'd  do  assignments  that  I 
would  probably  do  it  in  an  airplane  or  something  of  that  nature,  or  in  a  coffee  shop  if  I  was 
driving.  I'd  take  out  my  wallet  and  see  how  much  money  I  had.  When  I  got  back  home  I 
would  do  the  same  thing.  The  difference  I'd  weave  into  an  expense  account.  I'd  figure  that 
whatever  I  spent  in  the  time  I  left  home  and  the  time  I  got  back  was  job  related. 


The  Doukhobors 

Miller:       I  remember  I  was  photographing  Doukhobors,  up  in  Canada. 
Riess:       That's  the  religious  group? 
Miller:       Yes,  Tolstoy  encouraged  them  to  come  over. 

I  did  this  for  Life  magazine— I  don't  know,  a  few  pages  in  there.  The  Doukhobors  were  against 
government  interference,  and  they  wanted  to  be  absolutely  free.  I  think  freedom  fighters,  or 
freedom  something  was  part  of  their  nomenclature  as  far  as  identifying  themselves.  They 
were  free  of  any  material  commitment. 

They  lived  on  this  ridge  out  in  the  middle  of  nowhere,  and  they  built  these  little  wooden 
homes,  nice  little  homes.  There  may  have  been  twenty-five  of  them.  This  was  wintertime,  or 
cold  weather  when  I  was  there.  When  God  told  them,  or  spoke  to  them  about  the  purity  of  the 


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soul,  and  how  they  should  express  themselves,  that  they  were  free  of  all  shackles  of  mankind, 
they  would  set  fire  to  their  homes,  stand  there  nude,  and  sing  to  their  God.  This  was  directly 
related  while  I  was  there  to  protests  they  were  having;  they  were  protesting  the  Canadian 
government  demanding  that  they  send  their  children  to  school. 

Riess:       You  had  been  sent  on  the  assignment  because  they  were  in  the  news? 
Miller:       That  was  the  news  hook.  Plus  the  fact  that  they  would  burn  their  homes. 

I  was  up  there,  but  they  wouldn't  make  a  thing  out  of  this,  they  wouldn't  tell  me  in  advance 
they  were  going  to  set  fire  to  something.  When  the  mood  happened,  or  the  moment  happened, 
they  would  gather  a  few  things  together  in  a  little  bag  or  handkerchief  or  something  and  put  it 
out  by  the  back  door.  When  they  got  the  mood  they'd  set  fire  to  it  and  pick  up  their  little  ditty 
bag  and  walk  off.  Others  would  see  the  smoke  and  they  would  come  over  to  join  them  to  sing, 
[laughter]  I'm  making  a  long  story  out  of  a  short  point. 

Riess:       It's  not  a  very  convincing  system. 

Miller:       Well,  I  saw  this  smoke  coming  up,  so  I  ran  over  there  because  nobody  had  told  me  about  it.  I 
had  to  climb  through  a  barbed  wire  fence  and  I  went  down  and  made  some  pictures.  A  group 
of  young  women,  teenage  girls,  I  photographed  them,  and  as  they  came  to  the  end  of  their 
singing  one  of  them  looked  at  me  and  smiled  and  said,  "You've  joined  us."  I  didn't  understand 
until  she  looked  down  at  my  trousers,  and  going  through  the  barbed  wire  fence  I  had  torn  the 
crotch  out  of  my  trousers!  That  went  on  the  expense  account,  a  new  pair  of  trousers! 

Riess:       As  you  describe  these  Life  stories,  I  feel  like  I  remember  them.  I'm  sure  you  have  this 

experience  when  you  talk  to  people  about  stories  you've  done,  people  in  the  Life  magazine 
generation. 

Miller:       Yes,  it  was  important  to  us.  I  remember  when  Life  first  came  out.  I  was  in  Chicago,  and  of 
course  this  was  before  the  war.  Life  came  out  and  people  would  stand  in  line  at  the  newsstand 
to  get  their  copies.  It  was  fascinating.  They  didn't  have  visual  news,  and  it  was  very 
important. 

Riess:       Were  you  always  the  reporter  on  the  story?  I  mean,  was  there  a  reporter  and  a  photographer,  or 
was  it  sometimes  one  and  the  same? 

Miller:       No,  I  was  never  a  reporter  per  se.  I  would  do  captions. 
Riess:       But  in  this  Doukhobor  story? 

Miller:       In  the  Doukhobor  I  was  the  only  person,  there  was  not  a  reporter  there.  I  believe  that's  true. 
The  reporter-photographer  relationship  is  a  measure,  in  my  mind,  of  the  development  of  photo 
journalism.  Right  after  the  war,  in  Chicago,  I  was  working  as  a  stringer—not  a  stringer,  but  just 
as  a  photographer. 


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Editorial  Struggles  with  Life  Magazine— Space.  Layout.  Rate 


Miller:       I'd  work  with  Life  once  in  a  while.  I  had  a  relationship  there  that  I  could  call—it  happened 
several  times—I'd  call  Hugh  Moffit.  He  was  head  of  our  Chicago  office  at  that  time.  I'd  say, 
"Hugh,  I've  got  a  great  idea."  I'd  describe  it  to  him  over  the  phone.  He'd  say,  "It  sounds  good, 
go  ahead  and  do  it." 

Well,  I'm  using  that  as  one  end  of  the  spectrum,  and  at  the  very  end  of  Life  magazine,  I  felt  it 
got  to  the  point  where  they  had  to  have  a  committee  make  a  decision  whether  or  not  to  cover  a 
news  story.  They  wanted  to  know  what  the  end  of  the  news  story  would  be  before  they  would 
assign  it,  which  is  absurd  of  course.  Then  they  would  have  a  writer  research  it,  or  some  other 
people  research  it.  Then  you'd  go  out  with  a  writer. 

Practically  speaking,  I  believe  it  became  illustration,  not  photojournalism,  where  you  went  out 
and  explored  a  subject  photographically  and  were  able  to  interpret  it  according  to  your  own 
abilities  or  expertise,  to  bring  something  to  it  that  straight  journalism  was  unable  to  do.  We 
were  able  to  give  it  a  little  extra  bit.  That  was  lost  as  efficiency  moved  in. 

I  remember  some  of  the  early  assignments  that  Life  magazine  made,  maybe  one  out  of  six 
stories  or  something  of  that  nature  would  run.  They  overshot  that  much.  At  the  end,  I  think 
there  were  very  few  stories  they  didn't  run.  Through  economics,  they  had  to  be  more  efficient. 

Riess:       Were  they  stories  with  time  value? 

Miller:       Some  were.  For  example,  time  value  in  that  you'd  photograph  it  and  it  was  all  laid  out,  but  at 
the  last  minute  the  more  important  news  story  would  come  in,  and  they  would  bump  it  from 
that  section. 

I  did  a  cover  for  them  one  time,  it  was  going  to  be  a  story  they  did  on  my  book,  The  World  is 
Young.  They  reviewed  that.  They  had  the  cover  all  laid  out  and  all,  and  at  the  last  minute 
Henry  Luce  came  in  and  thought  that  maybe  it'd  be  better  to  have  a  picture  of  this  British 
general— he  had  a  thing  for  that  particular  general,  I  forget  who  it  was.  So  at  the  last  minute 
that  cover  was  bumped,  because  of  that  little,  that  variation.  The  editors  were  all  set,  but  by 
chance  he  walked  in,  so  he  just  expressed  his  opinion.  The  vagaries  of  this  sort  of  thing  are  a 
fact  of  life,  a  fact  of  the  business  of  photojournalism  in  the  news  world.  When  something 
better  comes  along,  it's  understandable  they  want  to  do  the  best  they  can,  so  you  do  get 
bumped. 

Riess:       Do  they  archive  those  and  use  them  later,  some  of  them? 

Miller:       Sometimes,  sometimes  yes.  I  did  a  story,  a  funny  little  story  I  thought,  on  the  potato  chip 
convention  in  Chicago.  An  absurd  activity  which  was  just  a  PR  promotion  deal,  having  a 
potato  chip  convention.  All  the  fanfare  that  went  on  about  it  was  just  to  draw  attention  to  their 
activities  and  to  their  industry.  I  photographed  it  and  got,  I  thought,  some  kind  of  funny 
pictures.  It  interested  the  people  at  Life  and  they  laid  it  out,  but  they  shoved  it  aside.  Then 
something  like  four  or  five  months  later  they  use  it  as  a  lead  news  story  in  Life,  they  brought  it 
back.  Well,  that's  an  example  of  what  you're  talking  about. 

Riess:       That's  great  when  you  have  an  editor  with  a  long  memory. 


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Miller:       Yes.  Or  a  magazine  that  has  a  weak  spot,  [laughter]  Anyway,  that's  right,  they  do  have  that. 

Riess:       When  you  would  shoot  that  potato  chip  convention,  was  there  a  standard  number  of  images 
that  every  story  got?  Could  you  pre-visualize  the  ideal  layout  and  did  you  shoot  for  that 
layout? 

Miller:       Well,  I  think  a  photographer  always  wants  more  space  than  he  ever  can  expect  to  get.  I 

suppose  a  smart  photographer  would  be  able  to  do  that,  but  I  was  never  able  to  do  that.  I  just 
shot  the  story,  and  when  I  thought  it  had  enough  for  there  to  be  a  rounded  package  then  I'd~ 
sometimes  you  don't  know  that  until  you  get  done,  but  as  you  work  through  it  you  think, 
"Well,  this  says  this  and  I  need  something  else  to  back  that  up  and  here's  a  little  side  thing  that 
would  be  fun  to  have  here." 

There's  an  old  saying  at  Life  that  it's  like  making  a  sandwich.  You  find  the  second  best  picture, 
and  plan  on  that  as  being  your  lead,  and  your  last  picture  is  the  best  picture.  Then  you  put  all 
the  other  stuff  inside  of  it,  all  of  the  other  pictures  inside  of  it  like  a  sandwich  to  make  it  work. 
That's  kind  of  the  structure.  In  other  words,  you  want  to  have  that  socko  picture  at  the  end  to 
capture  the  spirit  of  what  you've  exposed  the  viewer  to  up  to  that  point. 

Riess:       Did  stories  always  end  on  the  right  hand  side? 

Miller:       They  used  to.  That  was  because  that's  what  got  the  most  attention.  As  time  went  on,  the  ad 
took  over  that  position.  So  the  ads  began  to  reshape  the  magazine. 

That's  another  thing  about  advertising.  An  editor,  Ed  Thompson,  the  editor  of  Life  when  I  was 
there,  showed  me  one  time  what  he  had  to  work  with.  I  had  talked  about  the  ads  stealing  the 
pictures,  stealing  the  emotions  of  a  story,  and  he  said,  "Look,  Wayne,  I  have  this  dummy  to 
work  with,  and  the  ads  are  already  printed  and  laid  out  using  those  pages,  and  I  have  the  space 
between  it  to  fill  up."  Maybe  that  wasn't  always  the  case,  but  it  seemed,  in  his  mind  he  was 
constrained  by  that  sort  of  economic  reality,  I  guess. 

Also,  a  magazine  is  not  put  together  and  printed  all  at  one  crack.  Color  ads  and  some  stories- 
to  get  the  best  quality  printing  you  take  time,  and  you  print  those  things  up  ahead  of  time. 
Stories  that  don't  have  a  time  element.  I  forget  how  many  sections  there  were  in  the  magazine. 
But  there  was  a  news  section,  and  then  you  had  the  back  of  the  book  section. 

The  back  of  the  book  had  the  stories  that  you  could  put  to  bed  early  on;  because  they  weren't 
going  to  be  interrupting  the  news  area  they  would  be  printed  early  on.  In  the  late  forties  and 
fifties  Life  would  close  the  news  section  on  Saturday  evening,  and  if  all  hell  broke  loose, 
maybe  Sunday  morning  or  something. 

Then  it  was  done  up  in  duplicate.  It  was  edited  in  New  York,  but  it  was  printed  in  Chicago  at 
the  Donnelly  Press.  So  one  set  of  the  magazine  was  flown  to  Chicago  from  New  York,  and  the 
other  was  put  on  the  train  to  Chicago.  Two  sets  were  made  up  to  go.  The  timing  was  down  to 
the  minute,  down  to  the  fraction  of  a  minute. 

Riess:       That  was  just  insurance? 
Miller:       Yes,  that  was  their  coverage  in  case  something  happened. 


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Riess:       Editorial  was  all  in  New  York.  When  you  talk  about  Luce  taking  a  look  at  something,  that 
would  be  in  New  York? 

Miller:  It  all  happened  in  New  York. 

Riess:  In  the  center  of  the  universe.  I  mean,  in  some  way. 

Miller:  In  some  ways,  it  is  the  universe.  It  depends  on  who  you  are. 

Riess:  In  terms  of  going  to  color,  I  don't  remember  color  in  Life. 

Miller:       Well,  that's  where  you  had  the  essays,  some  of  the  essays.  I'm  thinking  of  one  by  Gjon  Mili  in 
Ireland.  There's  many  of  them.  But  they  would  have  a  color  essay  in  there  later  on.  That's  the 
sort  of  thing  that  would  go  to  press  early  on,  you  see.  You  have  some  of  these  things  that  are 
locked  up,  but  the  editor  has  to  be  careful  he  doesn't  put  himself  in  a  straight  jacket  so  that  he 
doesn't  have  any  room  to  move.  But  some  of  those  constraints  in  a  news  story  meant  that. 

I  got  a  note  from  Ed  Thompson  one  time  saying,  "Wayne,  I  wish  this  had  gotten  to  us  sooner, 
but  we  just  didn't  have  the  space.  At  the  last  minute  this  happened,  so  we're  stuck."  An  editor 
has  terrible  constraints,  he  doesn't  have  the  freedom  to  wave  his  baton  and  to  make  these 
things  happen,  because  he's  locked  in. 


Riess:       Do  you  get  paid  for  it  anyway,  whether  it  runs  or  not? 


Miller:       You  get  paid  a  day  rate.  But  a  photographer  always  received  a  page  rate  as  well,  whatever  is 
higher.  I  had  some  essays  that  were  laid  out  for  ten  pages  that  ended  up  with  four  or  five 
because  of  this  kind  of  a  contraction.  And  you're  a  little  upset,  because  if  you  no  longer  have 
the  whole  sweep  of  it,  that  whole  treatment  of  the  work,  you're  very  unhappy  about  it.  But 
you've  got  to  move  on,  and  get  on  to  the  next  job. 

Sometimes  you're  surprised,  you  get  more  space  than  you  expected,  and  that's  because  these 
constraints  were  less  and  the  editors  felt  that  they  could  afford  to  do  that. 

Riess:       Was  Ed  [Edward  K.]  Thompson  particularly  who  you  worked  with? 

Miller:       Well,  he  was  there  the  majority  of  the  time  that  I  was  there.  I'm  talking  about  the  late  forties 
and  fifties. 


Sputnik 


Miller:       I  remember  on  a  news  story,  a  couple  of  them  actually,  where  it  was  on  a  Saturday,  I  guess,  and 
I  had  time  to  develop  my  negatives,  make  some  prints,  but  I  didn't  have  time  to  dry  them.  I 
went  to  the  airport  with  the  wet  prints  on  the  seat  of  the  taxicab  with  me,  and  by  the  time  I  got 
to  the  airport  they  were  pretty  well  dry.  I  flew  them  to  New  York  in  order  to  get  them  in  there, 
because  they  wouldn't  have  time  to  make  prints  there,  you  see. 


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A  funny  thing  happened,  one  of  these  cases.  I'd  made  the  pictures  in  Washington,  D.C.,  and  I 
rushed  them  to  New  York.  What  I'd  done  was  I  photographed  Sputnik  flying  over  the  capital 
dome  in  Washington.  I'd  waited,  I'd  figured  out,  I'd  talked  to  this  fellow  at  the  space  office. 
He  had  an  office  on  Pennsylvania  Avenue  in  an  old  storefront  or  something.  He  ended  up  head 
of  the  whole  big  NASA  deal. 

I  talked  to  him  and  got  an  idea  of  what  the  orbit  would  look  like  and  where  it  would  be  coming 
over  the  Capitol  dome.  So  I  got  up,  I  positioned  myself  on  a  street  facing  the  Capitol  dome  at 
night,  and  sure  enough,  there  it  comes,  Sputnik.  Beautiful.  Then  a  taxicab  started  coming 
down  the  street,  so  I  took  my  wallet,  put  it  over  the  lens  to  hold  it  so  it  wouldn't  destroy  that 
image.  It  went  by,  and  I  took  this  film  [makes  jet  noise,  whoosh]  to  the  airplane. 

I  had  prints  made  as  soon  as  I  got  there,  notified  the  lab  that  I  was  coming,  and  they  made 
prints  quickly.  Then  I  took  these  wet  prints  again  to  the  Hayden  Planetarium  in  New  York 
City.  The  scientist  there  looked  at  this  and  said,  "Yep,  yep."  He  got  his  calipers  out,  "Yes,  yes, 
that's  the  Dog  Star,  all  right!"  [laughter]  Sputnik  was  in  an  orbit,  and  the  atmosphere  was  such 
that  I  couldn't  have  seen  it  that  night.   I  was  so  happy  I  had  this  great  symbolic  image,  the  Dog 
Star  flying  over  the  Capitol! 

Riess:       But  you  had  some  qualms,  which  is  why  you  went  to  the  Hayden? 
Miller:       Yes,  you  always  have  qualms. 
Riess:       Putting  the  wallet  over  the  lens—you  must  have  developed  so  many  impromptu  solutions. 

Miller:       Well,  I  could  have  used  my  hands,  I  could  have  stood  over  it  or  something.  But  that's  right, 
there  are  impromptu  things  like  that. 


Close-ups.  Rapport.  Photographing  Children 


Riess:       In  a  story,  did  Life  always  want  to  have  some  close-up  faces?  Was  there  a  formula  about 

people  and  heads  and  the  physical  person?  How  much  did  that  turn  up  in  a  story?  Was  that  the 
story,  the  person? 

Miller:  It  was  the  person,  I  believe.  I  never  heard  any  mention  made  of  how  to  photograph  those 
things.  You  knew  that  you  needed  to  have  an  establishing  shot,  and  then  some  close-ups, 
what's  happening  within  that  larger  image. 

What  you  remember  on  a  job  and  what  you  don't  remember  reminds  me,  I  had  lunch  at  the 
Museum  of  Modern  Art  with  Robert  Frank,  he  came  up  for  lunch  one  day.  And  this  is,  I  guess, 
while  we  were  working  on  The  Family  of  Man. 

m 

Miller:       He  was  just  back  from  seeing  the  art  director  of  Fortune  magazine.  I  knew  that  he  had  been  on 
a  job  to  photograph  the  inventor,  or  the  developer,  of  the  Maytag  washing  machine—he  spent 
time  flying  with  him  from  coast  to  coast.  And  he'd  taken  his  photographs  to  the  art  director 


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and  the  art  director  evidently  was  somewhat  unhappy  because  he  didn't  have  a  picture  of  this 
man  with  a  Maytag  washing  machine.  So  this  is  the  kind  of  thing,  a  detail,  but  it's  kind  of 
funny.  Funny  but  sad. 

Riess:       For  you,  your  predisposition  is  to  photograph  people,  isn't  it? 

Miller:       Yes.  I  have  a  lack  of  appreciation,  and  I  know  I  have  a  lack  of  talent,  in  being  able  to  make 
forms,  inanimate  forms  by  themselves,  attractive.  I  don't  react  that  way  to  them  like  a  Harry 
Callahan  might,  or  others.  I'm  not  interested  in  them.  I'm  more  interested  in  how  people  feel, 
and  how  they  react,  what  makes  them  tick,  in  a  manner  of  speaking.  I'm  interested  in  doing 
my  best  to  capture  how  they  feel  and  what  they're  thinking  about.  Not  what  I  think  they're 
thinking  about,  but  what  they  are  thinking  about.  Another  way  of  putting  it  is  that  I  want  to 
tell  their  story,  not  mine. 

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Riess:       Is  that  through  establishing  rapport  first? 

Miller:       Rapport  is  an  interesting  thing.  Sometimes  it  takes  a  long  time  to  do  it,  or  it  seems  to  take  a 
long  time.  Other  times  it's  immediate  when  the  subject  feels  comfortable  with  you,  and  feels 
that  you're  not  trying  to  exploit  them  or  criticize  them,  or  to  hurt  them  in  any  way.  Everybody 
wants  to  tell  their  story,  their  own  story.  In  effect,  they  almost  welcome  you  into  it. 

I've  been  fortunate.  I  feel  I've  been  lucky  in  being  able  to  do  that,  and  do  it  quickly.  I  know 
that  when  I  was  working  on  this  children's  book,  where  I  would  be  photographing  childhood,  I 
would  spend  time  around  the  schools,  schoolrooms.  It  got  to  the  point  that  I  figured  out  how 
to  do  it.  I'd  stand  up  in  front  of  the  class  while  the  teacher  was  talking,  and  I'd  take  my  camera, 
open  the  back  of  my  Rolleiflex  up,  and  take  a  roll  of  film  out  and  put  another  one  back  in  kind 
of  slowly.  I'd  let  the  kids  see  what  I  was  doing  there,  and  fold  it  up  again. 

Then  without  looking  at  them  at  all  I  would  move  about  and  start  making  some  photographs. 
It  got  to  the  point  that  I  could  walk  into  a  classroom  unannounced  and  walk  down  between  the 
desks  beside  a  child  and  make  photographs  and  not  interrupt  the  class  or  interrupt  that  child.  I 
always  found  it  kind  of  surprising  that  it  would  be  so  easy.  If  a  child  was  curious  and  looked  at 
me  and  started  to  smile,  and  maybe  react  to  me,  I  would  say,  "Please  keep  doing  what  you're 
doing."  And  surprisingly  enough,  they  would.  It's  worked  with  adults  the  same  way. 

Riess:       That's  a  little  of  how  you  describe  working  with  the  Rolleiflex.  You  said  that  was  important, 
that  you  were  not  behind  the  lens. 

Miller:       That's  a  possibility  there.  But  also  when  I'm  using  an  eye  level  camera  it  seemed  to  be  the 
same  kind  of  reaction. 


Thoughts  on  Cameras.  Getting  the  Shot.  Art.  Beautv.  Et  Cetera 


Riess:       When  you  were  working  for  Life  in  those  early  years  were  you  using  both  cameras? 

Miller:       No,  I  was  using  the  Rolleiflex,  because  it  was  the  only  camera  I  owned.  I  didn't  have  a  35mm 
that  I  could  feel  comfortable  with. 


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Riess:       You  tried  it  and  weren't  comfortable,  or  you  weren't  financially  able  to  move  from  one  to  the 
other? 

Miller:       Well,  the  camera  I  had  was  a  Contax,  and  it  was  an  inferior  camera.  I  wasn't  comfortable  with 
it  and  didn't  get  the  results,  so  I  just  didn't  do  it.  I  did  have  two  Rolleiflexes,  and  used  them. 
I'd  carry  them  with  me  because  that's  a  case  where  I  had  one  always  filled  with  film,  you  see.  I 
didn't  have  to  be  at  the  mercy  of  running  out  of  film. 

Riess:       Are  there  a  variety  of  lenses  for  Rolleiflexes? 

Miller:       No.  Well,  there  was  a  little  slip-on  lens.  They  call  them  Proxars,  little  extra  lenses  you  slip 
onto  the  lens  and  it  gives  you  the  opportunity  to  work  closer  to  the  subject.  I  used  those  not 
infrequently  because  I  wanted  to  get  closer  and  closer  to  my  subject.  What  I  couldn't  do 
intellectually  or  through  design  or  whatever  else  you  want  to  call  it,  I  tried  to  get  closer 
physically  to  a  subject.  In  fact,  those  pictures  I  made  of  Joan  and  childbirth  are  all  with  Proxar 
lenses. 

Riess:       You  would  get  distortion  with  an  ordinary  lens,  if  you  got  that  close? 

Miller:       No,  it  wouldn't  be  in  focus.  It's  not  a  case  of  correcting  distortion,  it's  enabling  me  to  move  the 
camera  closer  to  the  subject  because  the  Rolleiflex,  I  think,  is  a  little  less  than  three— about  two 
and  a  half  feet  is  as  close  as  you  can  get  to  the  subject.  If  I  wanted  to  get  closer,  I  had  to  use 
the  Proxars  on  there. 

Riess:       This  is  interesting.  It  sounds  like  you  were  making  some  decisions  to  work  within  a  format. 
Whereas,  I  mean,  maybe  other  people  are  more  interested  in  experimenting  with  going  with 
the  technology.  Do  you  think  at  some  point  you  were  saying  that  the  technology  was  of 
secondary  interest? 

Miller:       It  definitely  was.  I  felt  that  the  straight,  available  technology,  was  enough  if  I  could  just 

exploit  it  and  use  it.  I  didn't  feel  that  I  was  being  held  back  by  lack  of  technology.  It  was  my 
lack  of  perception,  my  lack  of  sensitivity,  my  lack  of  being  able  to  understand  what  was  taking 
place  that  I  was  working  on  constantly.  Trying  to  squeeze  more  out  of  my  nerve  ends  and  my 
brain  and  my  emotion,  in  order  to  better  understand. 

Once  I  could  understand  what  was  going  on,  then  I  could  photograph  it.  That  was  a  challenge. 
At  times  I  would  say,  "My  god,  this  is  important,  but  what  the  hell  is  it  there  that  is  saying  it?" 
And,  "What  is  there  in  this  image  here  that  says  what  I  feel?"  So  I'd  be  struggling  to  find  that 
to  photograph. 

Riess:       Do  you  think  sometimes  it's  the  first  shot  that's  the  great  shot,  before  you  know  what's  going 
on? 

Miller:       Well,  here's  a  story.  Eleanor  Roosevelt  came  out  to  help  her  son  Jimmy  Roosevelt  in  his  bid 
for  the  governorship  of  California.  With  them  was  Helen  Gahagan  Douglas.  They  stopped  at 
a  home  in  Berkeley  to  visit  and  I  was  with  them  and  I  photographed  a  conversation  going  on. 
This  was  a  group  of  five  or  six  people.  I  made  maybe  a  dozen  photographs,  and  all  of  a  sudden 
I  stopped  because  I  knew  I'd  gotten  that  last  one. 


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Sometimes  it  happens  that  you  know  you've  got  it  so  there  is  no  reason  to  keep  doing  it.  These 
images  were  used  in  the  back  of  Life  magazine  where  they  had  a  little  section,  the  last  picture 
in  the  book,  "What's  behind  the  picture,"  or  something  of  that  nature.  They  used  this 
[photograph  with  Eleanor  Roosevelt].  When  I  see  a  moment  that  really  works,  and  I  make  a 
picture  then,  I  don't  have  to  develop  the  film  to  see  whether  or  not  it's  on  the  film,  I  know  it's 
there. 

For  example,  when  I  would  come  back  from  an  assignment  or  leave  an  assignment  or  a  picture 
situation,  if  I  had  been  really  excited  by  it  and  affected  by  it,  I  knew  it  would  be  on  the  film. 
But  if  I  left  it  and  it  was  one  of  those  situations  where  you  couldn't  care  less  about  it,  it  was 
kind  of  unimportant,  it  was  a  nothing  kind  of  thing,  I  knew  I  wouldn't  have  anything  on  the 
film.  The  personal  involvement  with  the  making  of  a  photograph  is  all-important  to  me:  to 
feel  at  one  with  that  moment  regardless  of  whether  it  be  excitement,  love,  fear,  or  repugnancy, 
whatever  it  might  be.  To  have  experienced  that,  it  will  be  there.  But  to  not  have  had  enjoyed 
that  excitement  or  moment  of  sharing,  it's  a  loss,  nothing  happens. 

Riess:       Was  this  born  out  in  other  people's  reactions  to  the  images? 

Miller:       Yes,  I  think  it's  fair  to  say  that  people  believed  that  I  had  a  little  extra  emotional  quality  in  my 
pictures  that  made  my  work  a  little  unique. 

Riess:       It  wouldn't  need  a  caption? 

Miller:       I  wouldn't  say  it  didn't  need  a  caption,  because  what  I  was  reacting  to  might  just  be  a  small 

facet  of  that  image.  The  overall  image  is  not  a  stand-alone  icon  of  some  sort.  No,  I'm  talking 
about  the  run-of-the-mill  assignments.  To  touch  on  the  human  qualities  of  the  subject  was 
what  I  felt  I  could  do  pretty  well. 

Riess:       When  you  use  the  expression  "the  stand-alone  icon"  I  think  of  the  Dorothea  Lange  "Migrant 
Mother."  Is  that  an  example?" 

Miller:       I  think  so,  yes.  But  also  it's  a  kind  of  an  image  which  many  of  us  make  during  our  regular 
work,  and  some  of  these  things  are  better  than  others.  I  think  pictures  of  maybe  comparable 
quality  have  been  made  by  other  photographers  at  different  times.  But  somehow  or  other  the 
readiness  to  view  them  and  see  them  and  look  at  them  more  than  once  or  twice  hasn't  arisen,  so 
that  facet  doesn't  begin  to  develop. 

I  think  it  was  Alexander  Pope  who  said,  "Great  audiences  make  great  poets."  When  there  is  a 
readiness  to  see  some  things,  a  picture  develops  extra  qualities. 

Riess:       Were  there  some  who  were  accused  of  too  much  artistry  in  their  pictures?  Can  you  think  of 
examples  of  people  who  failed  as  Life  magazine  photographers  because  they  came  back  with 
too  arty  a  product? 

Miller:       No,  I  don't  think  so. 

Riess:       How  much  was  that  valued,  the  purely  beautiful? 
Miller:       I  think  if  it's  well  done,  people  stand  and  salute,  regardless. 


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Riess:       An  editor  wouldn't  say,  "This  is  too  arty  for  us?" 
Miller:       I  don't  think  so.  But  if  it's  well  done,  it's  not  "arty." 

I  was  in  the  Life  magazine  photographers'  locker  room  one  day  and  I  was  speaking  with,  I 
don't  know,  Carl  Mydans  or  somebody  else  and  in  walks  [Alfred]  Eisenstadt,  and  in  his  arms 
he  had  this  H"xl4"  box  that  was  obviously  filled  with  prints.  He  was  glum.  He  walked  over 
to  his  locker  and  he  was  putting  these  things  into  his  locker.  The  photographer  I  was  with  said, 
"Well,  how'd  it  come  out  Eisie?  Did  he  like  them?  What  was  his  reaction?" 

Eisenstadt  said,  "He  looked  at  them,  riffled  through  them,  and  he  handed  them  back  to  me,  and 
he  said,  'You  know  I  don't  like  ballet,  Eisie.'"  Eisie  had  spent  a  month  or  so  on  this  assignment, 
on  this  effort.  He  had  done  these  bodies  and  all  of  this,  beautiful  things.  I  don't  know  whether 
this  was  an  assignment  or  whether  it  was  a  self-assignment  on  his  [Eisenstadt's]  part,  I  don't 
know  how  it  arose.  But  that's  a  partial  answer  to  your  question,  because  these  were  beautiful 
pictures. 

Other  things  happen.  I  did  a  story  on  Rose  Resnick.  Rose  is  a  blind  teacher  here  in  San 
Francisco  and  she's  been  blind  since  she  was  quite  young,  I  don't  know,  three  or  four,  five  or 
six.  I  did  what  I  felt  was  a  pretty  sensitive  story  on  Rose  and  the  summer  camp  that  she  was 
directing.  (A  little  side  story  here,  we  were  sitting  on  a  log  there  just  talking  between 
ourselves.  She  interrupted  me  and  she  said,  "Wayne,  tell  me,  what's  a  photograph?"  And  I  just 
started  to  explain  to  her  what  it  was,  and  all  of  the  sudden,  I  had  to  stop.  I  didn't  know,  I 
couldn't  describe  it.) 

Anyway,  that  group  of  photographs  which  I  sent  on  in  to  Life,  this  was  an  individual  project. 
In  other  words,  it  wasn't  assigned,  it  was  self-assigned.  Photographers  like  myself  and  others 
would  do  these  things.  We  wanted  to  do  it,  we  couldn't  get  an  assignment,  and  we  would  go 
ahead  and  do  it  anyway.  I  sent  them  in,  and  he  says,  "Gee,  Wayne,  I  wish  you'd  told  me  you'd 
been  working  on  this.  We've  just  done  our  blind  story  for  the  year."  These  things  happen. 

Riess:       Was  Ed  Thompson  a  kind  of  clone  of  Luce  in  terms  of  knowing  what  Luce  wanted? 

Miller:       No,  he  was  a  newspaperman  from  Milwaukee,  I  believe.  He  ushered  in  a  breath  of  fresh  air,  of 
reality.  It  wasn't  self-conscious  or  anything  of  that  nature. 

Riess:       He  had  a  pretty  free  hand? 

Miller:       I  think  so.  I  really  can't  comment  on  that  because  I  really  don't  know.  When  he  retired  from 
that,  he  took  over  and  he  created  the  Smithsonian  magazine.  So,  he  did  that  for  quite  a  while. 

Riess:       Tell  me  about  the  locker  room,  what  do  you  mean,  the  "locker  room?" 

Miller:       Well,  it  was  a  space  set  aside  where  photographers  could  keep  their  gear.  Not  much  more  than 
that. 

Riess:       Were  you  particularly  assigned  to  cover  politics,  like  this  Roosevelt  thing? 


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Miller:  I  did  that.  I  did  several  national  conventions.  But  I  don't  think  it  was  because  of  any  particular 
appreciation  or  recognition  of  any  special  talents  I  had  except  that  I  enjoyed  working  that  kind 
of  thing. 

Riess:       Do  you  remember  the  series  "How  America  Lives?"  The  house  I  lived  in  Pennsylvania  had 
been  photographed  by  Life  in  the  "How  America  Lives"  series.  It  was  about  two  GI  Bill 
couples  who  were  living  in  a  farmhouse  in  Pennsylvania. 

Miller:       Was  this  at  Life  or  at  Ladies'  Home  Journal? 
Riess:       I  thought  it  was  Life.  It  seemed  a  Life  magazine  thing. 
Miller:       No,  John  Morris,  I  think,  did  that  for  Ladies'  Home  Journal  when  he  was  picture  editor  there. 

I  don't  know  how  it  happened,  but  Agnes  Meyer  [wife  of  Washington  Post  owner  Eugene 
Meyer]  had  been  a  journalist  at  one  time.  I  forget  how  it  happened,  but  the  idea  was  that 
Agnes  and  I  would  work  together  on  a  story  in  Appalachia.  It  never  came  off,  it  never  came  to 
fruition.  She  mentioned  it  several  times  later  in  life.  But  I'm  just  saying  that's  that  kind  of 
thing,  like  "How  America  Lives." 

Riess:       Agnes  Meyer,  did  you  do  anything  else  with  her? 

Miller:       No,  I  spent  some  time  with  her  at  her  home  on  Connecticut  Avenue  in  Washington.  I  visited 
with  her  in  Mt.  Kisco.  No,  my  relationship  there  was  created  through  Steichen,  who  had  been 
a  family  friend  since  1900  or  1903. 


The  Birth  Series 


Riess:       Back  to  our  chronology.  You  came  back  to  Chicago  after  the  war  and  you  did  freelance 

magazine  work.  I  see  that  Steichen  put  you  into  a  show  with  three  other  people  at  the  Museum 
of  Modern  Art  in  October,  1947.  That  included  the  birth  pictures.  The  birth  pictures  are  so 
important.  You  should,  if  you  would,  talk  about  how  and  why  you  decided  to  do  that  series. 

Miller:       I'd  been  photographing  around  the  home  and  Joan  was  pregnant.  Obviously  a  young  couple, 
you  think  a  great  deal  about  pregnancy.  This  was  Joan's  second  pregnancy;  we  already  had 
had  a  girl,  and  this  was  the  second  pregnancy.  I  don't  know  how  it  actually  came  up,  I  don't 
remember  exactly,  but  I  decided  that  I'd  love  to  photograph  this.  Not  a  factual  thing,  but  the 
symbolism  of  birth,  the  creation  of  life. 

I  knew  enough  about  the  medical  aspects  of  it,  because  my  father  was  an  obstetrician  and  he'd 
exposed  me  to  delivery  rooms  and  Caesarians  and  what  not.  This  was  not  going  to  be  a 
Caesarian,  this  was  going  to  be  a  natural  delivery.  I  thought  that  this  would  be  a  way  of 
touching,  and  getting  at  the  essence  of  life,  to  be  able  to  photograph  this  sort  of  a  happening.  I 
wanted  to  see  if  I  couldn't  do  that,  to  get  that  close  to  Joan,  that  close  to  this  happening,  to  this 
new  thing  in  our  lives. 


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I  had  no  problems  whatsoever  with  the  hospital,  because  my  father  was  on  the  staff  there.  I 
don't  know  if  he  was  chief  of  staff  there  or  not.  So  that  posed  no  problems.  In  the  delivery,  in 
the  labor  room,  this  struggle  of  Joan  to  give  birth  in  the  labor  room  is  what  I  focused  on.  It's 
one  of  those  things  I  tried  to  describe  before,  when  you  knew  things  were  going  right.  It  was 
so  close,  I  was  right  close  to  this  reality,  this  core  nerve  end,  this  exposed  nerve  end  that  I  had 
been  looking  for,  reacting  to  and  all.  I  made  these  photographs,  and  it  all  happened  so  quickly 
somehow.  I  don't  even  remember  how  long.  I  don't  even  remember  being  there.  I  don't 
remember  any  problems  of  making  the  photographs,  it  all  happened  so  naturally. 

Riess:       And  it's  natural  light,  is  it? 

Miller:       No,  it's  all  flash.  This  is  a  technical  aspect  that  I'd  learned,  that  the  bare  flash  bulb  was  better 
light  than  one  with  reflectors,  so  these  pictures  have  that  luminous  quality  to  them  which  I 
think  they  enjoy  because  I  didn't  have  the  reflector  on  my  flashgun.  I  think  that  was  the  case. 
Also,  it  was  in  a  light-colored,  small  room  that  reflected  the  light  nicely. 

Anyhow,  I  remember  making  these  pictures  and  moving  out  of  that  labor  room  into  the 
delivery  room,  and  making  those  few  pictures  of  the  actual  delivery,  which  were—I  don't 
remember  if  any  of  them  had  Joan's  face  in  it  or  not.  It  was  my  father  now  who  was  dealing 
with  this  new  life.  My  father  was  so  happy,  although  he  jokingly  was  unhappy  that  David,  our 
son,  wasn't  born  on  his  birthday.  Instead  he  was  bom  on  the  nineteenth  of  September,  my 
birthday.  My  father's  birthday  was  the  fourteenth.  He  had  done  his  best! 

Riess:       What  was  the  first  public  exposure  of  the  birth  pictures?  Was  it  the  exhibition  that  Steichen  did 
at  the  Museum  of  Modern  Art  in  October  1947? 

Miller:       Yes,  but  there  I  did  not  include  the  picture  of  David  being  held  by  my  father.  So  the  MOMA 
exhibition  showed  the  closeups  of  Joan  in  labor,  a  total  of  eight  prints.    I  did  not  include  the 
print  of  David  being  held  up  by  my  father.  I  thought  that  it  was  a  little  too  spectacular  for  the 
MOMA  show,  and  instead  I  included  an  image  of  David  lying  on  a  table  in  the  delivery  room. 
The  picture  of  David  being  held  up  by  my  father  was  first  displayed  in  the  Family  of  Man 
Exhibition  at  MOMA  in  January  1955. 

Those  pictures  were  first  published  in  a  magazine  called  Magazine  of  the  Year.  I  don't  know  if 
you  ever  knew  that  magazine,  but  it  was  a  magazine  put  together  by  writers  and  photographers 
to  include  the  best  of  that  year's  work.  Then  Tom  Maloney  of  U.S.  Camera  Annual  published 
them.  He  gave  quite  a  bit  of  space  to  them  there,  a  page  per  picture,  I  think. 

That  brings  up  another  subject.  Somebody  from  Tom's  office  said  they  needed  some 
captions—would  I  get  him  some  captions?  I  had  drug  my  feet  on  that,  because  that's  a  sore 
spot  for  many  photographers,  where  you  feel  that  not  only  have  you  made  a  picture  that  you 
think  has  told  a  story,  but  now  you  have  to  put  it  into  words  so  people  can  understand  what 
they're  looking  at.  It  got  to  me  a  little  bit.  They  finally  said,  "We  need  the  captions,"  so  I  said 
"Okay,"  so  I  sent  them  captions. 


6. "The  Beginning"was  the  title  of  the  set  of  prints,  and  Wayne  Miller  was  identified  in  a  New  York 
Herald  Tribune  article  (Oct.  5,  1947)  as  a  "twenty-nine-year-old  fomer  navy  camera  man,  who 
turned  to  photography  after  a  career  in  banking  and  finance... the  picture  sequence  is  described  by 
Mr.  Steichen  without  a  gram  of  overstatement  as  having  'the  stature  of  an  epic  poem'. ..one  of  the 
most  stirring  works  ever  to  appear  in  a  photographic  exhibition." 


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Let  me  get  them  for  you. 

Riess:       We're  looking  at  U.S.  Camera  Annual,  1949.  You  say,  "You  wished  camera  data  on  the  birth 
series,  so  here  it  is.  Taken  with  a  Rolleiflex,  3.5  Tessar  stopped  down  to  a  l/250th  at  F22.  I 
used  Proxar  lenses,  making  it  possible  to  use  the  full  negative,  used  one  GE- 1 1  flash  without 
any  reflector,  120  film  printed  on  Varigam  paper,  I  had  just  had  a  haircut,  was  wearing  black 
socks  and  a  comfortable  shirt.  Anyone  so  equipped  should  have  no  trouble  duplicating  this 
series."  [laughter] 

U.S.  Camera  Annual  says,  "The  portrayal  is  beautiful  enough  and  remarkable  enough  to  make 
any  descriptive  superlatives  useless.  This  series  is  photo-art  at  its  best.  No  one  looking  at 
these  pictures  wonders  or  worries  about  art.  These  are  great  photographs  because  they 
perform  an  admirable  duty  to  medicine  in  a  matchless  manner." 

The  reviews  of  the  show  at  the  Museum  of  Modern  Art  were  all  superlatives.  People  were 
"awestruck"  by  them.  You  did  something  that  nobody  had  done  before? 

Miller:       It  seemed  to  be  that  way. 

Riess:       You  said  in  the  museum  release.  "I  should  like  to  think  that  through  photographs  of  the 

emotions  of  everyday  living  common  to  all  man,  it  will  be  possible  to  explain  man  to  man."  A 
big  mission  for  a  photographer. 

Miller:       I  believed  it,  too.  That's  what  I  was  doing  with  my  Guggenheim. 

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Baby 's  First  Year  and  the  Captions 

Riess:       The  birth  pictures,  were  you  originally  doing  them  for  yourself  and  Joan? 
Miller:       We  just  did  it  for  us.  We  had  no  assignment,  per  se. 

Let  me  tell  you  a  funny  story  about  an  assignment.  I  had  been  working  for  Ladies '  Home 
Journal,  and  Bruce  Gould  was  the  editor,  together  with  his  wife.  I  think  they  were  co-editors 
of  Ladies '  Home  Journal.  One  day  we  talked  about  my  doing  a  story  for  the  magazine  about 
baby's  first  year,  pictures  made  every  month  of  a  child's  development.  It  was  a  casual  kind  of 
conversation.  I  didn't  really  focus  in  on  it  too  well. 

I  saw  him  about  a  year  later,  nine  months  or  a  year  later,  and  he  said,  "Well,  Wayne,  how  are 
the  pictures  coming?"  I  said,  "What  pictures?"  "The  baby's  first  year!"  I  said,  "Gosh,  I  didn't 
think  you  were  serious  about  that.  I  haven't  been  doing  that."  He  thought  for  a  minute  or  two 
and  he  said,  "Do  you  plan  to  have  another  baby?"  [laughter]  I  said,  "It  just  happens  that  Joan 
is  pregnant  again."  And  he  says,  "Let's  go  ahead  with  the  baby's  first  year." 

Then  I  got  involved  in  doing  that,  photographing  Dana,  our  second  daughter  and  third  child.  I 
photographed  her  delivery,  as  well  as  each  month  I  would  spend  three  or  four  days  or  a  week 


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photographing  her  life.  That  eventually  came  out  in  the  Ladies '  Home  Journal.  The  first 
issue,  I  think,  had  four  or  five  pages.  Then  they  had  two  pages  every  month  thereafter  of  her 
life.  The  same  tune. 

During  this  same  period,  Dr.  Ben  Spock  was  doing  a  column  for  them.  And  after  these 
pictures  had  run  they  got  in  touch  with  me  and  said,  "Would  you  be  interested  in  working  with 
Ben  Spock  to  do  a  book?  He's  asked  about  these  pictures."  I  said  yes.  So,  as  a  result  of  that, 
why,  we  came  out  with  the  book,  Baby's  First  Year. 


Problems  of  Teaching.  Chicago  Institute  of  Design 

Riess:       You  were  teaching  at  the  Institute  of  Design.  And  Harry  Callahan  was  there,  and  Buckminster 
Fuller  was  there. 

Miller:       And  Art  Siegel,  I  think. 
Riess:       What  is  the  Chicago  Institute  of  Design? 

Miller:  This  is  an  outgrowth  of  Moholy  Nagy's  Bauhaus.  In  fact,  in  the  summer  of  1941  I  attended  the 
Institute  of  Design  on  a  different  campus.  It  was  downtown  Chicago.  Moholy  was  there,  and 
Gyorgy  Kepes.  I  took  his  course  but  I  didn't  do  very  well  in  it. 

Riess:       They  were  refugees? 
Miller:       Yes,  Hungarians,  I  guess. 

So  that  was  my  first  contact  with  it.  Then,  after  the  war,  in  the  Chicago  period,  Harry  Callahan 
contacted  me  about  maybe  teaching  at  the  Institute  of  Design.  You  see,  the  GI  Bill  was  in 
effect,  and  they  had  lots  of  students.  They  had  given  these  photographic  students  two  or  three 
or  four  years  of  classes,  and  my  understanding  was  that  now  they  had  run  out  of  classes  and 
they  wanted  something  else.  They  asked  me  to  come  in. 

Serge  Chermayeff  was  director  of  it.  Serge  and  I  talked  one  day  and  he  said,  "I'd  like  to  have 
you  teach  a  course.  I  said,  "About  what?"  He  said,  "Oh,  you  decide  that."  He  left  it  entirely 
up  to  me  what  to  teach  them.  But  he  knew  that  I  was  not  an  abstract  photographer,  I  was  a 
photojournalist,  and  so  he  was  saying,  anything  in  photojournalism,  I  guess. 

I  showed  up  at  the  first  day  of  this  class,  and  on  the  way  down— I  left  home  from  the  south  side 
of  Chicago  in  my  car~I  thought,  "Well,  I've  got  to  figure  out  something  to  teach  them." 
Between  the  time  I  left  home  and  the  time  I  got  to  school  I  had  it  all  worked  out.  It  would  be 
the  photographer's  self-expression  or  self-understanding  of  the  world  around  him. 


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I  described  to  them  that  during  this  class  we  were  going  to  cover  a  series  of  different  facets  of 
the  same  concept.  One  is,  your  being  able  to  say  with  your  camera  what  is  a  rich  man,  what  is 
a  poor  man.  What  is  a  happy  person,  what  is  an  unhappy  person.  I  had  a  list  of  those,  and  that 
was  the  syllabus,  if  you  want  to  call  it. 

It  was  very  difficult  for  some  of  those  students.  We  looked  at  that  paper  a  minute  ago  from  the 
[Chicago]  Art  Institute—what  was  his  name? 

Riess:       You  were  showing  me  a  mailing  about  the  Art  Institute  getting  ready  for  an  exhibition? 

Miller:       They're  doing  an  exhibition  and  a  catalogue.  It's  an  exhibition  on  the  Institute  of  Design 
during  the  fifties,  forties,  forties  and  fifties. 

One  student  in  my  class,  an  interesting  student,  was  Art  [Arthur  R.]  Sinsabaugh.  The  Art 
Institute  unearthed  some  notes  that  Art  made  from  my  class  about  what  I  was  suggesting,  and 
Art  was  not  very  happy  about  it,  this  wasn't  his  world. 

Many  of  the  students  at  the  institute  had  been  living  a  cloistered  life.  They  worked  in  the 
abstract  world,  and  they  enjoyed  shapes  and  textures  and  tones.  I  came  along,  and  I  was 
getting  them  into  something  entirely  different,  which  was  documentary  photography,  and  self- 
expression  about  people.  Some  of  the  students  in  this  class  of  mine  had  moved  away  from 
people  and  had  lived  a  life  with  inanimate  objects  where  they  were  free  and  not  being 
threatened.  And  some  in  the  class,  why,  it  seems  they  had  been  waiting  for  something  like 
this.  Because  they  just  enjoyed  it,  they  embraced  it. 

Well,  Art,  for  example,  who  did  beautiful  landscapes  and  design  things,  had  troubles  with  this. 
This  class  met  five  times  a  week;  I  was  there  one  day  a  week  and  they  had  another  person 
come  in  and  take  over  the  other  four  days,  an  assistant,  somebody  to  talk  to.  But  I  led  the  class 
and  directed  it  and  did  the  critiquing  and  all.  Art—the  day  I  showed  up,  Art  wouldn't  show  up 
until  2,  2:30,  3  o'clock  in  the  day.  He  couldn't  get  out  of  bed,  he'd  be  sleeping.  He  just 
couldn't  handle  it. 

That  kind  of  a  mind  set  was  symptomatic  or  reflective  somehow  of  the  kind  of  people  who 
were  there  who  were  immersed  in  this  other  world  of  photography.  Here  I  was  wrenching 
them  out  of  that  to  do  something  else.  It  was  very,  very  difficult  for  them. 

Riess:       Do  you  think  it  had  something  to  do  with  the  war? 
Miller:       No,  these  were  young  people. 
Riess:       These  weren't  the  GI  Bill  people? 

Miller:  Well,  there  were  some  GI.  No,  it's  not  the  war,  I  just  don't  feel  that  they  were  that  old.  I  don't 
know,  I  can't  explain  it,  but  it  certainly  made  loud  and  clear  to  me  that  there's  different  ways  of 
looking  at,  using  photography. 

Riess:       Did  these  people  become  professional  photographers?  Or  was  this  just  part  of  their  design 
education? 


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Miller:  I  think  mostly  the  latter.  We  did  put  up  a  show,  an  exhibition  which  was,  for  all  practical 
purposes,  an  early  version  of  the  Family  of  Man  show,  these  different  people.  It  was  just 
lovely,  grand. 

Riess:       It  was  organized  by  the  themes  that  you're  talking  about? 
Miller:       Yes,  yes. 
Riess:       Did  you  enjoy  teaching? 

Miller:       Yes  and  no.  I  really  enjoyed  it,  I  did  enjoy  it.  But  I  found  that  it  was  using  up  juices  in  my 
makeup  that  I  wanted  to  save  for  other  things,  for  my  own  work,  for  my  own  photography.  I 
found  it  was  a  drain.  If  I  had  devoted  myself  to  being  a  teacher,  that's  something  else.  But  I 
was  not,  I  was  doing  one  foot  on  the  pier  and  one  on  the  boat. 

Riess:       That  the  last  time  you've  taught,  the  only  time? 

Miller:       I  think  so.  I've  done  seminars,  things  of  that  nature.  But  I  don't  find  it  as  satisfying  as  I  might. 
Some  people,  they  would  teach  and  get  rejuvenated,  re-excited,  energized  by  teaching.  But 
quite  the  opposite  was  the  case  for  me,  I'd  feel  drained. 

Also,  looking  at  other  people's  pictures,  I  found  that  not  as  exciting  as  it  might  be.  I  only 
wanted  to  see  my  images,  I  didn't  want—as  a  photographer,  when  you  look  through  the  view 
finder  and  you  see  pictures  that  you've  made  before,  it's  kind  of  discouraging.  Also,  if  you 
look  through  the  view  finder  and  you  see  somebody  else's  pictures,  then  why  make  it?  So  that 
kind  of  slows  you  down  some.  I  think  that  it  takes  the  edge  off  of  curiosity  and  one's  drive,  or 
my  drive,  to  think  it's  already  been  made.  And  awful  nice  pictures,  made  very  well,  so  why  do 
it  again?  So  it  wasn't  for  me. 

Riess:       That's  interesting,  that  inner  censor.  I  mean,  the  older  you  would  get,  the  more  you  would  be 
likely  to  hear  that  voice. 

Miller:       Well,  one  of  the  reasons  I  got  out  of  photography  is  that  I  didn't  like—going  back  to 

photojournalism,  I  didn't  like  to  do  the  same  kind  of  an  assignment  over  again.  "First  day  at 
school,"  or  "Somebody's  wedding,"  or  "Somebody's  something  else."  I've  been  there.  And 
also  like  photographing  industry  and  heads  of  industry,  I  wasn't  a  portrait  person.  I  was 
curious,  I  loved  doing  it  the  first  time,  and  the  first  couple  of  times,  but  to  make  that  my 
world?  No.  That's  not  unrelated  in  my  mind  to  looking  at  other  people's  photography. 

My  impression,  my  understanding  of  what  happens  under  certain  circumstances  is  what  is 
important  to  me,  and  trying  to  capture  that.  It  can  be  dulled  if  other  people  have  already  been 
walking  over  the  same  ground.  It  makes  it  a  bit  stale,  somehow. 


Photographing  "The  Wav  of  Life  of  tl  e  Northern  Negro."  Chicago 


Riess:       You  received  two  Guggenheims  to  do  "The  Way  of  Life  of  the  Northern  Negro"  [1946-1948]? 


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Miller:       Yes.  It  was  the  idea  that  I  wanted  to  do,  and  I  wasn't  thinking  about  the  economics,  I  don't 
think,  as  much  as  the  commitment  to  do  something  like  that.  I  certainly  needed  the  money, 
that's  for  sure,  but  it  was  the  idea  of  committing  myself  to  a  big  idea  and  to  pursuing  that  until 
I  felt  that  I  couldn't  do  it  anymore,  or  couldn't— 

Riess:       —say  anything  more  about  it? 

Miller:       Yes.  That  I  would  feel  that  I  had  reached  my  limits  of  being  able  to  see,  react,  or  be  sensitive 
to  these  things.  And  so  it's  time  to  move  on.  I  experienced  that  later  on  in  life,  as  well,  with 
different  subjects. 

Riess:       How  did  you  select  your  subject? 

Miller:       Well,  it  was  during  the  war,  towards  the  end  of  the  war.  You  can't  help  but  feel,  when  you're 
in  service,  that  "Why  are  you  there?  What's  it  all  about?"  And,  "Who's  doing  what?"  "Is  this 
important?"  You  question  things.  "What  are  we  fighting  for?" 

As  I  mention  in  my  book,  I  was  talking  with  some  shipmates  one  day,  one  evening,  on  a 
carrier.  We  were  talking  about  this,  that  we  didn't  know  the  enemy  and  they  don't  know  us, 
and  what  the  hell  was  it  all  about?  I  felt  that  if  we  could  better  know  each  other  and  could 
better  understand  each  other's  problems,  there  might  be  less  fighting.  I  carried  that  with  me, 
and  I  would  try  to  figure  out  how  I  could  approach  it. 

I  didn't  want  to  go  out  and  photograph  all  mankind  and  try  to  simplify  it,  put  some  boards 
around  it.  I  came  up  with  the  idea  of  photographing  blacks  in  Chicago.  One,  that  I  was 
planning  to  go  back  there  and  live  where  I'd  been  bom,  in  Chicago.  I  didn't  know  anything 
about  the  black  culture  in  Chicago,  I  don't  remember  even  being  there,  visiting  it.  But  that 
wasn't  important.  I  was  concerned  with  a  defined  group  of  people,  and  they  wouldn't 
necessarily  have  to  be  black,  they  could  have  been  anything.  But  this  made  it  easier  for  me,  to 
have  it  that  well  packaged. 

I  applied  for  a  Guggenheim,  and  I  think  it's  probably  to  do  with  Steichen's  sponsorship  that  I 
got  it.  I  just  wanted  to  photograph,  as  I  said,  "The  Way  of  Life  of  the  Northern  Negro."  Kind 
of  a  pompous  title,  but  it  had  to  have  a  title.  That  was  it.  I  had  no  scenario,  no  story  line,  no 
list,  of  what  I  was  going  to  do. 

Do  you  want  to  go  ahead  on  this  area? 
Riess:       Yes. 

Miller:       So  the  time  came,  and  I  set  time  aside  to  do  this,  and  I  found  that  I  was  just  immobilized,  I 
didn't  know  how  to  do  it.  Joan  tells  me~I  say,  "I  sat  there  in  the  house  we  had  there  on  the 
south  side  of  Chicago  for  weeks,"  and  she  says,  "No,  Wayne,  it  was  months."  I  just  couldn't 
figure  out  how  to  function,  because  I  couldn't  find  any  handles  to  grab  hold  of.  I  finally  threw 
up  my  hands  emotionally,  or  mentally,  and  I  took  my  camera  and  drove  into  the  Black  Belt. 

There  I  met,  I  don't  know  how  I  did  it,  but  I  met  this  man  who  was  director  of  this  community 
house,  South  Parkway  Community  Center.  I  guess  somehow  or  other  I  learned  about  that.  I 
went  in  and  introduced  myself,  and  he  became  the  can  opener.  He  became  the  guy  who  got  it 


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started  for  me.  That  was  Horace  Cayton.  And  he  and  a  colleague  had  written  a  book  on  the 
Black  Belt,  Bronzeville,  called  Black  Metropolis. 

Riess:       What  was  that  word,  Brownsville? 

Miller:       Bronzeville.  It's  just  called  Black  Metropolis.  I  think  Richard  Wright  did  a  story  called 
"Bronzeville"  and  Ebony  used  my  photographs  for  it. 

Riess:       The  blacks  referred  to  the  community  as  Bronzeville? 
Miller:       Well,  some  of  them  did,  yes. 
Riess:       Why  were  you  immobilized,  now  when  you  look  back  at  it? 

Miller:  I  was  just  trying  to  grab  hold  of  what  was  I  going  to  photograph.  I  realized  the  immensity  of 
this  concept,  and  the  presumptuousness  of  a  naive  guy  like  myself  to  be  involved  in  it.  Here  I 
was  going  to  go  out  and  set  the  world  straight.  All  of  the  sudden  you  realize  that  that's  a  kind 
of  a  big  job. 

Riess:       Were  you  supposed  to  produce  a  book,  a  product,  for  the  Guggenheim? 

Miller:  No.  In  fact  I  can't  find  that  I  even  supplied  an  application  that  said  just  what  I  was  going  to  do, 
except  that  I  wanted  to  photograph  the  blacks  in  the  south  side  of  Chicago. 

Riess:       Had  you  been  among  the  blacks  for  any  of  your  magazine  assignments? 

Miller:       No,  never.  I  did  photograph  black  sailors  during  the  navy  assignment,  and  I  believe  their 
supply  base  in  Guam.  I  certainly  enjoyed  that,  being  with  them. 

Riess:       And  are  you  saying  that  images  of  blacks  were  not  that  common? 

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Miller:       Well,  blacks  were  not  a  hidden  culture  or  a  hidden  people.  But  in  Chicago  I  hadn't  gotten  to 
know  any  blacks,  really.  I  met  some  in  grammar  school  or  something,  but  I  hadn't  lived 
among  them  or  spent  time  among  them  or  even  gone  to  bars  with  them. 

So  what  would  I  photograph?  And  how  do  I  do  it? 

I  finally  ended  up  just  walking  down  the  street  after  I  talked  to  Horace  and  he  introduced  me  to 
people,  and  happenings  and  all.  And  he  also  introduced  me  to  Ebony.  In  the  same  building 
they  had  this  publishing  group  called  Johnson  Publishing  who  published  Negro  Digest  and  had 
just  started  Ebony.  I  met  Ben  Burns,  who  was  the  editor  of  Ebony,  and  he  was  looking  for 
photographers  and  he  was  very  interested  in  my  working  with  him.  That  was  one  of  the  things 
that  helped  get  me  started,  because  he  gave  me  assignments  to  get  my  bottom  off  the  chair  and 
get  out  there. 


7. See  Wayne  Miller's  notes  on  this  project  in  Appendices. 


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During  those  times  I  was  able  to  begin  to  get  a  feeling  of  what  I  was  after.  (You  might  be 
interested  in  seeing  his  [Ben  Bums']  book,  Nitty  Gritty,  A  White  Editor  in  Black  Journalism 
[1996].  He  refers  to  me  there  several  times.) 

[tape  interruption] 

Riess:       This  quote  about  the  book,  "...giving  many  White  Americans  their  first  glimpse  of  the  northern 
city's  burgeoning  post-war  black  community." 

Miller:       That's  from  the  flap  of  the  book  or  something? 
Riess:       Something,  yes. 

Miller:       Well,  the  viewer  can't  help  but  see  this  as  being  a  thing  of  blacks,  we're  conditioned.  But  I'd 
like  to  think  that  somehow  or  other  they  could  look  upon  them  just  as  the  emotions  and  actions 
and  drives  that  we  all  share. 

Riess:       You  mentioned  somewhere  that  you  knew  Langston  Hughes  and  Nelson  Algren  in  Chicago. 
Was  that  around  the  same  time? 

Miller:       Oh  yes,  yes.  I  don't  remember  much  about  Langston.  Joan  tells  me  that  he  came  out  to  the 
house  and  had  dinner  with  us  and  spent  time  with  us. 

Riess:       Would  you  have  met  him  because  of  this  project? 

Miller:       Yes.  I  met  him  through  these  gatherings  and  what  not.  I  met  him,  probably,  through  Horace. 
I'm  not  sure.  As  far  as  Nelson,  I  spent  time  with  Nelson  at  his  home.  Nice  fellow.  I  can't 
remember  how  I  met  him. 

Riess:       It  sounds  like  you  were  very  well  connected  in  Chicago.  You  knew  the  famous  people. 

Miller:       Not  at  the  time,  they  were  just  people  at  the  time.  Nelson  was  interested  in  doing  a  book  with 
my  photographs.  At  that  time  he  was  also  involved  with  activism  and  political  groups  that  I 
think  were  using  Nelson.  I  don't  think  he  was  a  communist,  but  some  communist  groups  were 
interested  in  Nelson,  inviting  him  to  give  talks  here  and  there.  I  went  with  him  one  time  to  a 
talk  in  the  Bismarck  Hotel,  I  think  it  was,  in  Chicago.  I  felt  at  that  time  that  he  was  a  dupe,  as 
far  as  he  didn't  really  know  what  it  was  all  about.  But  he  was  going  along,  being  a  nice  guy. 


The  Market  and  a  Gallery  in  New  York 


Riess:       Back  to  Steichen  and  the  Museum  of  Modern  Art,  was  he  trying  to  show  new  photographers? 

Miller:       Well,  this  first  exhibit  he  showed  was  entitled  Three  Young  Photographers,  I  believe.  That 
was  Leonard  McComb  and  Homer  Page  and  myself.  I  don't  know,  I'm  sure  he  had  some 
feelings  at  that  time,  but  I  think  his  feelings  developed  as  time  went  on  as  to  what  he  was 
hoping  to  do.  I  can't—it  doesn't  come  to  my  mind.  He  did  a  series  of  exhibits  there.  I  didn't 


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keep  track  of  them.  But  he  included  me  in,  I  don't  know,  half  a  dozen  of  his  first  exhibits 
there. 

Riess:       Does  that  mean  that  those  particular  prints  went  into  the  museum's  collection? 

Miller:       I  don't  think  so,  I  don't  know.  When  I  was  so  busy  doing  things,  I  didn't  pay  any  attention  to 
what  was  going  on  there.  I'd  find  out  that,  "Oh  my  gosh,  I'm  in  that  exhibit  he's  got  going  on." 
I  wasn't  blase  about  it,  it  was  a  case  that  other  things  were  more  important  to  me.  And  in 
hindsight,  well,  it  was  pretty  swell  to  have  done  that,  to  have  been  involved  in  that. 

Riess:       You  weren't  thinking  about  how  this  gave  those  images  a  certain  market  value? 
Miller:       Never  thought  of  it,  never  came  up.  People  weren't  buying  photographs  then. 

Well,  I  remember  in  1954  or  so  I  was  chairman  of  the  American  Society  of  Magazine 
Photographers.  Edward  Weston  wanted  to  sell  photographs,  so  we  arranged  an  evening  for  his 
photographs  to  be  there,  in  New  York.  He  wasn't  there,  I  don't  believe.  And  here  was  this 
great  big  box  of  photographs,  all  with  little  frames  around  them.  And  for  $25  a  piece,  maybe 
some  for  $30.  We  sold  quite  a  few  of  them.  Eliot  Elisofon  bought  quite  a  few,  I  know.  I  don't 
know  how  it  all  came  out.  I  got  a  nice  note  from  Weston,  thanking  me  for  it. 

Riess:       Photographers  didn't  expect  to  have  a  market? 
Miller:       I  don't  think  we  thought  about  it. 
Riess:       Well,  that's  interesting. 

Miller:       Maybe  we  did,  but  I  certainly  didn't.  I  was  unaware  of  it.  I  mean,  for  Edward  Weston  to  be 
selling  his  stuff  for  $25,  it  was  the  equivalent  to  standing  outside  the  museum  in  the  rain  with 
an  umbrella  and  showing  your  stuff  on  a  push  cart  there,  you  know? 

Well,  I  wasn't  part  of  it.  If  photographers  did  think  about  that,  I  wasn't  a  part  of  it.  Limelight, 
the  coffee  shop  down  in  the  Village—what  was  her  name?  She  had  shows  down  there  and  tried 
to  sell  pictures?  She  married  a  Chinese  painter  and  had  a  child.  Helen  Gee!  She  had  a  gallery 
that  she  made  into  a  coffee  shop  where  photographers  could  gather,  and  sell  their  materials, 
and  have  coffee.  She  built  this  up  on  her  own.  She  had  been  a  color  re-toucher  for  magazines 
like  Conde  Nast  and  Vogue  and  that  sort  of  thing.  Very  nice  woman.  She  wrote  a  book.8 

Those  pictures  were  being  sold  there,  and  people  would  come  in  and  she  had  all  the  leading 
photographers  of  the  time  then.  They  were  just  getting  started,  you  know.  Everything  from 
Gene  Smith  to  Gjon  Mili  to  others.  The  pictures  would  be  sold  from  the  walls  for  $15,  $25. 

Riess:       And  there  was  the  gallery  Photo-secession,  Stieglitz's  place? 
Miller:       Yes,  I  guess  that's  right.  I've  never  been  there.  I  don't  know  that  history  of  any  of  that  world. 


S.Helen  Gee,  Limelight:  A  Greenwich  Village  Photography  Gallery  and  Coffeehouse  in  the  Fifties,  A 
Memoir,  University  of  New  Mexico  Press,  1997. 


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The  Continued  Value  of  the  Project.  Terkel  Interview 


Riess:       Talking  about  "The  Way  of  Life  of  the  Northern  Negro,"  I  would  like,  with  some  of  the  time 
we  have  today,  your  thoughts  on  how  this  project  has  taken  on  a  new  life  and  now  new 
generations  see  things  anew.9  Recently  you  were  in  Chicago  for  two  weeks  around  the 
publication  and  so  on  of  your  book.10 

Miller:       I  was  there  four  different  times. 
Riess:       It's  interesting,  isn't  it,  the  life  the  book  has? 

Miller:       It's  fascinating.  The  first  exhibition  was  at  a  public  library,  the  South  Side  of  Chicago,  nice 
exhibit  space,  and  very  close  to  where  I  made  the  photographs.  And  it  was  a  lovely  experience 
for  me  in  that  a  hundred  photographs  were  on  the  walls,  and  then  I  gave  a  talk  to  an  audience, 
a  large  audience,  and  I  think  there  were  only  two  white  faces  in  this  large  audience. 

Also  there  were  some  people  in  there  who  appeared  in  the  photographs.  Or  their  family  had 
appeared  in  them.  It  was  just  like  being  with  family,  it  was  a  lovely  warm  experience.  I  gave 
an  hour  presentation  of  slides,  actually  from  the  book,  but  I  was  able  to  add  words  to  them  as  I 
thought  of  them,  and  refer  to  some  of  the  people  in  the  audience. 

The  reception  was  just  so  great,  because  here  are  people  who—it  wasn't  like  talking  to  a 
museum  group,  these  people  knew  the  subject,  and  they  liked  the  pictures,  and  the  reason  they 
liked  them  were  real.  I  really  liked  it.  I've  been  involved  with  different  groups,  and  I  must  say 
that  my  appreciation  of  who  the  audience  is  is  not  as  warm  as  it  might  be  because  I  think  they 
are—they  don't  have  any  place  else  to  go  that  night  or  that  afternoon,  and  I  just  don't  think  they 
are  really  as  concerned  about  the  subject  as  they  might  be.  That's  just  my  reaction. 

But  these  people,  they  liked  it.  I  think  I  may  have  mentioned  another  reason  they  liked  it.  One 
said,  "We  don't  have  scrap-books  and  this  gives  us  a  chance  to  understand  what  our  parents' 
life  was  like."  Also  the  older  people  would  say,  "Now  I  can  show  the  grandchildren  what  it 
was  like."  It  had  a  nice  feeling  there.  That  was  one  area. 

This  talk  I'm  giving  in  Chicago  in  about  ten  days  [November  2001],  they've  got  a  panel  on  the 
Chicago  South  Side  [Parkway]  Community  House,  how  important  it  was  in  Chicago."  And 
I'm  going  to  show  some  pictures  that  I'd  made  at  the  Chicago  Community  House.  I'm  going 
to  start  weaving  some  in  about  how  they  did  all  these  great  things  there.  I  showed  it  in  the 
South  Side  of  Chicago,  where  the  Black  Belt  was,  and  the  other  end  of  Chicago,  where  the 
white  folks  live,  and  the  rich  people  live,  which  is  up  at  Evanston  and  Northwestern 
University.  The  audience  was  very  receptive  there  too. 

I'll  tell  how  in  the  director's  apartment  he  was  doing  his  best  to  throw  parties  for  the  sponsors 
and  artists  and  what  not— how  other  things  went  on.  And  there  I'm  going  to  show  one  of  the 

9.  Insert  from  Interview  7. 

IQ.Chicago's  South  Side,  1946-1948,  Wayne  F.  Miller,  foreword  by  Orville  Schell  and  commentaries 
by  Gordon  Parks  and  Robert  B.  Stepto.  University  of  California  Press  published  in  association  with  the 
Graduate  School  of  Journalism,  Center  for  Photography,  University  of  California,  Berkeley,  2000. 
1 1  .Inserted  from  Interview  6. 


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pictures  in  the  book,  with  the  drink  coming  in,  you  know,  and  the  guy  leaning  over  the  woman 
at  the  bar.12  Also  I'll  say  something  about  how  one  of  the  sponsors  was  very  helpful  to  Horace 
Cayton  in  hanging  the  pictures  on  his  walls,  [laughter] 

Riess:       Oh,  this  photograph  of  the  woman  hammering  with  the  butt  end  of  a  revolver! 
Miller:       I  just  thought  it  would  be  kind  of  fun  to  liven  up  this  talk. 
Riess:       It  will  be  a  slide  show? 

Miller:       I'll  take  the  prints  out  and  have  slides  made.  It's  not  video  or  anything,  just  normal  35mm 
black  and  white  slides. 

Riess:       You  don't  feel  that  you  should  have  to  do  that  type  of  stuff  yourself. 

Miller:       Time  is  important,  and  it's  much  cheaper  to  have  somebody  else  do  it  who  is  set  up  to  do  it, 
and  he  just  does  it. 

Riess:       I  am  interested  in  that  question  of  how  much  you  as  a  photographer  think  that  you  are  the  only 
one  who  could  do  a  good  job. 

Miller:  No,  no,  that's  a  lot  of  foolishness  to  think  that  way.  Henri  Cartier-Bresson  sends  his  stuff  out, 
he  never  touches  it.  He  just  has  the  prints  made  and  doesn't  have  to  see  it  from  cradle  to  grave, 
you  know. 

Riess:       You  get  to  see  the  exhibition  differently  hung  each  time. 

Miller:  Oh  yes,  because  of  the  different  audience,  different  facilities.  When  it  was  at  the  other  end  of 
Chicago,  the  Block  Museum  [Northwestern  University],  it  was  beautifully  hung.  Much  better 
than  it  was  in  the  south  side.  They  now  had  frames  around  it,  and  beautiful  lighting  and 
beautiful  graphics  of  the  words  of  different  people  related  to  the  subject  matter  on  the  walls.  It 
was  an  A-l  deal.  I  also  gave  a  talk  there,  and  it  was  well-received.  They  had  a  panel  there  of 
people,  mostly  blacks  that  I'd  known. 

Then  I  went  back  for  a  book  tour  in  Chicago,  and  gave  talks  at  the  Chicago  Art  Institute  to 
students,  and  I  had  interviews  on  TV  as  well  as  radio.  That's  where  Studs  Terkel  interviewed 
me. 

Riess:       Studs  Terkel  interviewed  you? 

Miller:       He  interviewed  me  for  his  public  radio  program.  Did  I  ever  show  you  that? 
[tape  interruption] 

Miller:       This  was  November  2000, 1  think.  I  was  on  this  book  tour,  and  it  was  arranged  that  I  would  be 
interviewed  by  Studs  Terkel.  I  showed  up  at  the  studio,  and  I  came  up  in  the  elevator  and  it 
opened  on  this  little  lobby,  and  the  next  elevator  that  came  up,  Studs  Terkel  was  in  it.  He 

M.Chicago's  South  Side,  1946-1948,  University  of  California  Press,  2000,  p.  50. 
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came  bouncing  out  of  that  elevator,  just  the  most  alive  guy  in  the  world,  beautiful  red  vest  and 
sparkling  eyes.  And  he  had  my  book  under  his  arm.  God,  he's  about  four  years  older  than  I 
am,  I  think,  and  with  such  a  sense  of  enthusiasm  and  excitement.  His  life  has  been  spent 
interviewing  Chicagoans,  people  from  all  over  Chicago.  Plus  other  people.  He  knows 
Chicago  like  the  end  of  his  nose. 

We  went  into  the  studio,  and  he  had  an  assistant  there  with  him,  and  he  said,  "I  want  to  use  this 
and  I  want  to  use  that."  He  opened  my  book~[showing  Riess]  this  is  the  book  he  had  with 
him—he  opened  this  book  written  all  over  with  his  notes  preparing  for  this  interview  with  me. 

Riess:       Oh  yes,  he's  underlined  key  things,  he's  got  pictures  marked. 

Miller:       Much  of  it  what  he  marked  was  references  to  music  that  he  wanted  to  cut  into  this  interview. 
Riess:       "Ellington  piece,  Boogie  Woogie." 

Miller:       He  knew  all  the  names  of  these  people,  the  music,  and  how  important  it  was.  Anyway,  he  was 
such  a  charming  guy.  He  sat  there  with  this  book  on  his  lap,  and  then  I  had  a  book  on  mine. 
He'd  call  me  to  look  at  this  page  and  that  page,  and  he  would  make  his  remarks.  I  felt  that  this 
interview  was  a  real,  A-l  performance.  I  was  kind  of  like  a  foil  for  him  to  be  able  to  talk  about 
Chicago,  and  it's  lovely,  I'll  give  you  a  copy  of  this  tape  to  listen  to.  He's  just  an  exceptional 

guy. 

Riess:       How  did  he  handle  the  fact  that  he  didn't  have  visuals,  that  it  was  radio,  not  TV? 
Miller:       When  he  talked  about  it,  he  made  them  come  alive. 

I'd  been  forewarned  that  if  he  does  have  some  notes,  that  when  the  show's  over,  ask  him  if  you 
can  have  them.  So  when  it  was  over  I  asked  him  and  he  said,  "Sure,  take  it,"  so  he  gave  me 
this  book  and  I  replaced  it  with  another  one. 

Riess:       Did  he  talk  to  you  first  about  your  background? 
Miller:       He  just  didn't  waste  a  moment,  he  went  right  into  it. 

So  that  was  another  trip,  that  was  the  book  tour.  I  can't  seem  to  find  my  notes  from  that  trip, 
but  it  was  a  very  busy  three  or  four  days.  Then  I  went  back  for  the  opening  of  the  two  shows, 
the  South  Side  Community  House  and  the  Block  Museum  at  Northwestern  University.  Also  I 
had  two  shows  out  here  before  I  went,  one  at  Berkeley,  at  the  Graduate  School  of  Journalism, 
the  other  at  the  public  library  in  the  south  side  here  in  Oakland.  Those  two  things,  and  then  the 
book  tour. 

Then  I  went  back  for  the  Chicago  Arts  Festival,  which  was  a  two-week  happening.  That  was 
in  November.  And  there  I  gave  a  couple  of  talks  and  interviews  and  those  things.  Prior  to  all 
this,  in  September  I'd  gone  to  France  for  a  show  of  the  same  material  in  Perpignan. 

## 

Riess:       All  of  which  would  make  you  think  that  book  was  the  most  important  piece  of  work  you  had 
done. 


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Miller:       [laughs]  In  the  last  two  years,  yes.  It  seems  to  have  been. 
Riess:       But  you  wouldn't  subscribe  to  that? 

Miller:       Oh,  sure  I  would,  I'll  settle  for  anything.  "If  the  dinner's  hot,  let's  eat  it!"  Photographically,  it 
seems  to  have  been  the  best  package  I've  done. 

Riess:       Do  you  ever  look  at  the  book  and  wish  you  had  photographed  things  differently? 

Miller:       No.  I've  been  there,  I'm  not  going  to  reedit  it.  I  worked  very  hard  on  it,  making  the  selections 
for  the  book,  so  I  got  rid  of  a  lot  of  those  second  thoughts  in  the  process  of  editing.14 

Riess:       You've  talked  to  groups  about  this  book.  Do  you  find  that  there's  a  great  gap  in  people's 
understanding?  Or  do  you  think  the  pictures  close  the  gap? 

Miller:       What  I'm  struck  by  is  the  fact  that  people,  they're  interested  in  the  time  frame,  how  things  were 
different  then  than  they  are  now.  And  how  photography  tells  them  it  was  different  than  it  is 
now.  That,  to  me,  is  pretty  important,  to  realize  that  photography  has  that  ability  to  provide 
information  that —they're  still  unaware  of  what's  happening,  say  in  the  black  culture. 

Also  the  way  that  the  times  have  changed  in  the  ability  for  a  photographer  to  move  among 
groups  of  people.  At  that  time  I  was  unfettered  and  completely  free,  and  today  it's  a  measure 
of  photography  that  people  today  are  highly  suspicious.  "Why  are  you  here?"  "Are  you  from 
the  government?"  "Do  you  have  some  ulterior  motive  for  doing  this?"  The  sense  of 
acceptance  today  is  very  low  compared  to  what  it  was  then. 

I'm  not  talking  about  dealing  with  individuals,  I  don't  think  that  changes  much.  But  in  a  group. 
If  I  were  to  show  up  at  a  bar  or  if  I  were  to  show  up  in  a  public  meeting  I'd  be  treated  a  lot 
differently  today  than  I  was  then.  I  think  it's  because  people  are  aware  that  photographs  can  be 
manipulated  today  to  maybe  hurt  them,  or  expose  them  to  something  that  is  not  right.  In  a 
way,  we're  talking  about  two  things.  We're  talking  about  the  development  of  our  culture,  and 
we're  talking  about  the  awareness  of  the  camera  and  how  it  relates  to  that  point  in  time. 

Riess:       How  could  they  distinguish  you  from  a  TV  reporter? 

Miller:       Yes,  yes.  Or  my  photographing  children,  which  I  loved  to  photograph.  Today  I'd  be  highly 
suspect  of  being  a  pedophile.  All  kinds  of  little  things.  To  me  it's  just  terribly  discouraging. 

Riess:       Yes,  that  is  terribly  discouraging. 

Your  first  response,  that  there's  so  much  information  in  a  picture,  that's  very  validating.  It 
makes  photography  so  important. 

Miller:       That  is  the  hallmark  of  photography,  or  the  very  essence  of  it,  that  if  the  material  can  be 
organized  within  the  picture  to  be  meaningful  rather  than  just— well,  every  photograph  has 
some  meaningful  stuff  in  it,  it  doesn't  have  to  be  a  meaningful  photograph.  If  we  have  so 
much  of  it,  or  so  little— I  think  we  have  too  much  of  it,  that's  why  we  can't  focus  on  it,  to  grab 


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it.  In  a  book  you're  capturing  the  viewer.  Not  like  television,  watching  a  news  program  where 
the  stuff  comes  and  goes  and  you  can  make  yourself  another  drink  or  go  to  the  John  while 
you're  watching  it,  so  the  viewer  is  in  charge  and  the  viewer  maybe  doesn't  care  too  much 
about  the  subject. 

I  don't  know,  it's  a  deep  subject.  The  deep  subject. 


The  West  Coast.  Viewed  from  the  Time-Life  Building 


Riess:       Earlier,  when  we  were  talking  about  the  Time-Life  building  and  I  said  it  was  the  center  of  the 
world,  you  said  it  was  the  world.  Would  you  expand  on  that  feeling? 

Miller:       Well,  the  Time  Life  staff,  the  ones  that  I  knew-and  I  didn't  begin  to  know  all  of  them,  I  only 
knew  a  few  of  them— they  by  and  large  were  prima  donnas.  They  realized  that  they  were 
different,  and  had  been  selected,  and  that  they  were  the  top  of  the  heap.  I  think  it  hurt  some  of 
their  abilities  to  do  good  journalism  because  of  that.  Some  of  the  photographers  would  move 
into  a  situation  and  kind  of  take  it  over. 

Riess:       You  should  name  names  if  you  can. 

Miller:       I'd  rather  not.  Well,  I  will  say  one.  Eliot  Elisofon.  He  photographed  the  Pacific  Islands,  and 
he  went  from  island  to  island.  He  demanded  so  much  from  these  people  in  the  way  of  setting 
up  his  photographs,  in  the  way  he  made  them,  that  he  lost  his  welcome  at  one  island  after 
another.  There  were  complaints  made  to  the—let  me  get  this  righ— I  think  UNESCO.  I  don't 
know.  I  may  have  this  absolutely  backwards,  I  shouldn't  be  talking  about  this  other  than  I 
know  the  flap  that  took  place.  But  he  was  really  made  a  persona  non-grata.  Because  he  just 
went  in  and  made  these  people  his— not  slaves,  but  his  subjects  to  make  his  pictures.  And  it 
was  something  to  do  with  the  woman  who  was  working  with  him  as  a  writer,  whether  her 
father  was  the  UNESCO  head  or  somebody  big.  It  got  all  snarled  up  here,  he  got  in  a  bad,  bad 
mixup. 

But,  anyway,  photographers  in  some  cases  can  impose  themselves  on  people  and  use  them. 
Which  is  just,  in  my  book,  is  just  not  right.  Especially  for  a  news  magazine.  That's  creating 
news.  But  I  don't  think  he  was  doing  news,  he  was  doing  an  essay  on  the  way  of  life  of  the 
Polynesians  or  the  Pacific  Ocean  Islanders. 

I  don't  know  what  your  question  was. 
Riess:       That  sense  of  Time-Life  being  "the  world." 

Miller:       It  was  a  self-centeredness.  For  example,  it  was  difficult—we'd  laugh  about  it,  but  it  seemed  to 
be  true— unless  a  story  had  been  written  and  published  in  the  New  York  Times  newspaper,  we 
wouldn't  expect  to  get  an  assignment  on  that  subject.  In  other  words,  that  it  was  felt  that 
anything  west  of  the  Hudson  River  wasn't  really  worth  photographing.  This  kind  of  an 
attitude. 


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Riess:       I'd  like  to  hear  more  about  that  attitude.  You're  saying  that  this  is  not  just  photography,  this  is 
news  value. 

Miller:       That's  right,  yes.  I  would  say  news  value,  and  it  doesn't  have  to  be  hard  news.  For  example,  I 
was  responsible  for  many  assignments  out  of  the  San  Francisco  area,  which  extended  up  into 
Oregon  and  Washington  and  some  in  Canada.  Los  Angeles  had  their  own  staff,  they  had  half 
a  dozen  or  more  photographers  down  there.  I  was  the  only  one  here.  And  I  found  that  I  was 
doing  an  appreciable  number  of  my  stories  east  of  the  Mississippi  River.  In  other  words,  they 
would  give  me  assignments  to  go  there  and  not— it  wasn't  here.  Most  of  the  stuff  happened 
back  there,  you  know.  The  provincialism,  I  think,  if  you  want  to  call  it  that,  or  narrow 
mindedness  or  snobbishness  or  whatever  it  might  be,  I  was  very  sensitive  to.  But  Los  Angeles, 
there're  obviously  lots  of  exciting  things  to  be  done  there.  Oh  gee. 

I  walked  into  the  picture  editor's  office,  Ray  Mackland's  office,  one  day.  He  was  leaning  over 
his  light  table  there  looking  at  35mm  color  slides.  He  explained  to  me  that  he  was  trying  to 
make  some  decisions,  trying  to  make  some  choices  to  take  into  Ed  Thompson  to  make  color 
selection.  These  pictures  were  all  of  pretty  Hollywood  starlets.  I  said,  "Well,  what  are  your 
choices  here,  Ray?"  He  led  me  to  believe  the  reason  he  was  dealing  with  these  Hollywood 
starlets  was  because  they  had  a  hell  of  a  good  one  last  week  and  he  felt  another  one  might  be 
accepted. 

This  kind  of  thinking  kind  of  bowls  you  over.  You  think,  God  almighty,  it's  only  ten  o'clock  in 
the  morning,  I  better  get  a  drink! 

Riess:       How  about  covering  the  return  of  the  Japanese  Americans  from  the  camps  back  to  the  San 
Francisco  Bay  Area?  Was  that  a  story? 

Miller:       I  don't  know  about  that.  I  should  imagine  that  that  wasn't  too  important  to  the  New  York 

office.  Hell,  they  didn't  see  any  Japanese  Americans  on  the  way  to  work  that  morning.  And 
probably  very  few  of  them,  if  any,  were  working  in  the  office.  So  it  couldn't  be  very 
important,  I  just  don't  know. 

Riess:       And  the  University  of  California,  with  all  its  Nobel  Prize  winners  and  accelerators? 

Miller:       Well,  really  the  important  things  in  California  are  happening  in  Hollywood.  And  we've  done 
enough  on  California,  after  those  last  two  show  biz  articles  we  did,  you  know? 

Riess:       They  must  have  liked  hippies. 
Miller:       Well,  that  had  a  little  pizzazz  to  it.  They  couldn't  avoid  that. 

Riess:       Speaking  of  people  who  had  their  run-ins  with  Life  magazine,  how  about  Gene  Smith?  I  read 
that  he  kept  working  and  quitting  and  then  starting  again  and  quitting? 

Miller:       Well,  Gene  was  an  exceptional  photographer  and  a  very  committed  guy.  And  the  problems 
with  Gene  and  Life  magazine  and  other  magazines  came  about  because  his  drum  beat  is 
different  than  theirs. 

I  remember,  again  going  back  to  Ed  Thompson,  I  walked  into  his  office  and  he  said,  "Look  at 
this!"  He  held  up  a  sheaf  of  papers,  I  don't  know,  ten,  twelve,  fifteen  pages,  "A  letter  from 


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Gene  Smith  telling  me  how  we  ought  to  handle  his  Pittsburgh  story."  He  said,  "My  god,  I 
don't  have  time  to  read  this  stuff!"  Gene  felt,  perhaps  rightfully  so,  that  the  material  is  terribly 
important.  But  it  was  a  little  difficult  for  him  to  find  people  to  share  it  to  that  degree. 

I  kind  of  remember  that  Bruce  Downs  of  Popular  Photography,  who  finally  published  quite  a 
bit  of  this  Pittsburgh  story  he  did,  also  had  real  problems  on  the  layout  and  the  number  of 
pictures  to  include  and  what  not.  You  know,  a  big  magazine  like  that  had  its  own 
commitments  and  own  responsibilities  and  all.  The  values  shared  by  the  editors  and  the 
photographer  are  not  necessarily  the  same.  I  can't—I  don't  know  what  else  to  say  about  that. 

Riess:       Okay.  Now,  to  get  you  out  of  Chicago,  you've  said  you  felt  you  were  doing  things  over  and 
over  again? 

Miller:  The  problem  was  not  there,  the  problem  was  in  my  own  head,  I'm  sure,  because  I  just  couldn't 
see  things  that  were  exciting  to  me.  I  couldn't  figure  out  how  to  do  them  enthusiastically.  Call 
it  the  impatience  of  youth  or  what  you  want  to  call  it,  but  I  wanted  out. 

I  talked  to  Life  magazine,  and  Wilson  Hicks,  who  was  the  major  editor  there  in  charge  of 
photography.  I  asked  Wilson  if  it  would  make  a  difference  to  him  where  I  moved,  whether  it 
be  East  Coast  or  West  Coast.  He  said,  "No,  no  difference."  I'd  been  offered— ever  since  World 
War  II  I'd  been  offered  a  staff  job  at  Life.  And  as  I  told  you,  I'd  turned  that  down.  So  we  made 
an  arrangement  that  I'd  work  out  here  at  San  Francisco  on  a  retainer  agreement.  So  that's  how 
I  worked  out  here. 

It  was  a  contract,  in  fact,  and  it  enabled  me  to  work  for  other  publications  as  well  as  Life,  and 
also  I  could  turn  down  things  that  way.  I  didn't  want  to  come  out  here  and  be  a  staff 
photographer  and  be  at  the  mercy,  be  at  the  end  of  somebody's  string,  I  could  be  pulled  out.  In 
fact,  it  was  said  that  whenever  a  Life  photographer  became  comfortable  where  he  was  assigned 
they'd  move  him;  once  he  bought  a  house  they'd  move  him. 

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itv  in  California 


jgain  why  you  came  out  here  from  Chicago? 

excited  by  the  kinds  of  things  that  I  was  doing  and  also  I 
Jon  of  assignments  and  subject  matter. 

Jo  many  different  things  that  I  found  that  I  was  just  not— it 
j|  the  Guggenheim  and  I'd  finished  a  period  of  working  on 
ies  and  I  just  felt  that  I  wanted  a  change  of  world. 

were  going  in  photography? 

to  use  my  energies  in  stories  that  were  more  satisfying 
I,  strangely  enough,  became  somewhat  depressing  to  me. 

iof  of  an  automobile  and  see  for  six  hundred  miles  in 
jine  it  was  gray  and  overcast.  The  world  seemed  kind  of 
nd  I  wasn't  excited  by  the—.  It  was  either  too  hot  or  too 
1  Jme.  Actually,  while  we  were  there  for  three  years  after 
Dimmers  and  the  coldest  winters  and  I  was  unaware  of  any 
i  4  monotony  that  I  found.  I  wanted  to  get  out. 

,  "Whatever  you  want  to  do,  fine."  I  talked  to  Life 
i  jpn't  care  where  you  want  to  go,  we'll  work  out 
I  jd  go  to  New  York  or  I  could  go  to  the  West  Coast."  I  felt 
'  -^e  a  repetition,  really,  of  much  of  what  Chicago  had.  So  I 


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Miller:       No,  no,  he  didn't  say  that.  I  don't  know.  Horace  Bristol,  one  of  our  fellows  in  our  Navy  unit, 
he  knew  her.  He  may  have  mentioned  it.  I  just  don't  know  where  the  name  came  from.  I 
knew  her  work  from  FSA.  Anyway,  when  we  thought  about  coming  out  here,  literally  she  was 
the  only  person  we  knew. 

We  got  a  room  in  a  San  Francisco  hotel  and  Joan  and  I  spent  two  weeks  out  here.  I  guess  we 
drove  out.  And  we  took  a  map  and  made  concentric  circles  on  it,  and  figured  out  how  far  it 
took  to  get  where  and  what  was  it  like  there,  what  were  the  schools  like.  And  if  we  lived  there, 
where  could  we  go  conveniently  to  do  other  things  other  than  just  live  there. 

We  found  that  going  down  the  Peninsula  south  of  San  Francisco,  at  that  time  traffic  was  not 
good,  and  also  it  was  kind  of  an  older  community,  older  communities.  It  didn't  seem  like  a 
nice  place  for  children.  North  of  San  Francisco,  across  the  Golden  Gate  Bridge,  we'd  have  to 
pay  a  toll  every  day  going  across  that  bridge,  and  to  get  into  Marin  County,  it  wasn't  as  well 
developed  as  it  might  be.  Also,  when  we  got  there,  the  communities  were  a  little  too  rich  for 
us,  or  upper  scale  for  us,  where  we  could  be  living. 

We  looked  at  East  Bay,  Berkeley  and  Oakland,  and  finally  behind  those  cities  in  Orinda.  And 
we  found  out  here  that  this  was  pretty  swell  for  us.  We  liked  it  because  the  summers  would  be 
warmer  and  the  winters  would  be  colder.  Right  in  Oakland  and  Berkeley,  the  weather  was 
softened  by  the  bay,  so  it  was  not  as  great  a  change  physically.  And  also,  the  most  important 
thing  was  the  schools  out  here  were  considered  exceptional.  There  was  a  waiting  list  of 
teachers  that  wanted  to  teach  here. 

It  was  a  comparatively  new  community,  and  many  younger  people  here.  And  also  from 
Orinda,  it's  on  the  way  to  the  Sierras,  and  to  the  capital,  Sacramento,  and  the  fanning 
community  in  the  Sacramento  Valley.  And  proximity  to  Oakland  was  important.  I  thought 
that  I  could  develop  some  projects  where  I  could  photograph  some  city  life,  urban  life. 
Oakland  was  attractive  to  me.  I  must  say  in  hindsight,  I  never  did  do  anything  in  Oakland. 
But  at  that  tune  it  was  important. 

And  also,  right  north  of  Oakland  is  Berkeley,  the  University  of  California,  which  at  that  time 
was  only  fifteen  minutes  away  from  Orinda.  That  was  to  me  as  exciting.  Kind  of  a  nerve 
center  there.  Just  beyond  the  university  a  few  minutes,  why,  Dorothea  Lange's  home  was.  So 
that's  the  long  story  of  why  we  settled  in  Orinda. 

Riess:       That's  an  exceptional  and  accurate  analysis.  You  could  do  that  on  your  own  just  by  sniffing 
around? 

Miller:  Yes.  We  found  out  how  long  it  took  to  go  into  San  Francisco.  I  talked  to  Life,  they  said,  "Fine, 
you  can  work  out  of  San  Francisco,  you  do  the  work  for  us  there."  This  [Orinda]  was  a  good 
location  for  that.  It  worked  out. 

Riess:       This  hill  that  you're  living  on  now  was  undeveloped? 

Miller:       Well,  at  that  time  I  understand  that  Orinda  had  been,  before  the  war,  kind  of  a  summer  escape 
place  for  people  who  lived  in  San  Francisco  who  wanted  to  get  out  of  the  fog.  It  was  warmer 
over  here,  and  they  had  a  little  summer  home  kind  of  a  thing.  After  the  war  it  began  to  be 
further  developed  where  these  seasonal  homes  became  permanent,  and  the  increasing 
population,  it  was  available  space  so  it  was  beginning  to  be  developed.  It  wasn't  a  primitive 


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place,  it  was  quite  sophisticated  even  from  early  on,  as  I  understand  it.  But  gentle  as  far  as  the 
number  of  people  goes. 

Riess:       Did  you  drive  around  with  a  realtor? 

Miller:       Well,  the  first  thing  we  did  is  we  rented  a  home,  a  spec  home  that  hadn't  sold.  Then  when  we 
decided  we  wanted  to  live  here  we  took  that  home.  And  from  that  home  we  started  looking 
around,  driving  around,  and  finding  out  where  we'd  like  to  be.  I  don't  think  we  had  a  realtor, 
maybe  we  did. 

This  area,  at  that  time,  was  grazing  land  for  cattle  and  there  were  very  few  trees.  Now  it's 
covered  with  trees.  A  lot  of  them  are  exotic  trees,  a  lot  of  Monterey  pines,  and  some  spots  are 
oak.  We  have  a  lot  of  oaks  here,  but  the  early  pictures  I  have,  we  only  have  one  little  clump  of 
oaks,  which  we  still  have.  Since  then,  those  oaks  have  thrown  acoms  and  we  have  more  oaks. 
The  ranchers,  I  guess,  or  the  people  who  were  grazing  cattle  here,  probably  burned  it  off  to 
keep  the  grass  coming  on.  Anyway,  now  it's  filled  with  trees  and  we've  changed  the 
environment  here  appreciably  by  just  living  here,  people  living  here  in  this  community. 


Architectural  Decisions 


Riess:       How  did  you  find  your  architect? 

Miller:       I  don't  know,  actually.  I  know  that  we  talked  to  everybody  we  could.  We  went  and  saw 

Bernard  Maybeck  in  his  home  in  the  Berkeley  hills.  As  we  approached  his  home  there,  I  recall 
there  was  a  gate.  Mrs.  Maybeck  came  to  the  gate,  and  the  first  thing  she  said  is,  "Do  you 
smoke?"  She  had  been,  you  could  say,  traumatized  by  the  earlier  Berkeley  Hills  fire,  in  1923. 
We  assured  her  we  didn't  smoke,  and  then  we  were  invited  into  this  very  small  home. 

We  were  struck  by  the  fact  that  this  home  had  siding  that  consisted  of  burlap  bags  that  had 
been  dipped  in  wet  cement  and  hung  up  on  the  sides  of  the  building.  So  it  made  a  fireproof 
siding.  We  walked  into  the  house  and  sat  in  the  very  small  living  room,  or  what  you  want  to 
call  it,  and  there  was  no  place  to  sit.  There  were  a  couple  of  chairs  and  a  couch,  but  everything 
was  covered  in  papers  and  books.  Mr.  Maybeck  cleared  things  off  so  that  Joan  could  sit  down, 
I  could  sit  down. 

We  talked  to  him  about  we  were  interested  in  him  designing  a  house  for  us.  He  said,  "Okay, 
I'll  do  that,"  but  he  said,  "You'll  have  to  agree  that  it  won't  cost  more  than  ten  thousand  dollars 
and  that  you'll  do  a  lot  of  the  work  yourself." 

He  handed  us  a  large  sheet  of  drawing  paper,  I  guess  it  was  newsprint,  and  a  piece  of  charcoal. 
He  said,  "You  draw  some  of  the  feelings  you  have  about  a  house  you'd  like  to  have  and  come 
back  and  we'll  talk  further."  So  that  was  it.  But  I  was  not  intending  to  spend  time  on  a  house, 
building  a  house,  I  wanted  to  get  active  in  photography  because  I  needed  to  support  my  family. 
So,  we  didn't  pay  much  further  attention  to  that. 

We  talked  with  other  architects,  we  talked  to  every  leading  architect  in  the  area  at  the  time. 
[William]  Wurster,  I  guess  it  was,  and  we  talked  with,  I  don't  know,  the  top,  big  names  of  that 


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know  where  the  refrigerator  came  from.  Anyway,  it  was  downstairs  on  the  ground,  literally  on 
the  ground.  We  ran  a  cord  down  there  to  take  care  of  it.  We  lived  here  while  they  were 
finishing  the  rest  of  the  house. 

At  one  point,  one  of  the  children  had  a  cold  or  something,  was  kind  of  sick,  nothing  really 
serious,  but  a  pediatrician  came  out  on  a  house  call,  believe  it  or  not.  Very  nice  man,  Dr. 
Ornduff.  He  had  to  come  over  from  an  adjoining  lot  and  climb  down  a  hill  here.  We  had  a 
little  ladder  built  there  so  that  you  could  get  down.  But  there  was  no  asphalt  here,  it  was 
winter  time,  and  it  was  wet  and  the  ground  was  sticky.  He  came  up  here  and  checked  out  the 
child,  and  we  noticed  when  he  left  he  only  had  one  shoe  on!  He  told  us  that  he  had  lost  it  on 
the  way  over,  he  had  gotten  stuck  in  the  adobe.  Those  were  the  kinds  of  conditions  that  existed 
then. 

Riess:       Did  you  find  that  there  was  a  kind  of  "like"  community  of  people  who  had  left  where  they 
were  and  had  come  to  Orinda? 

Miller:       Yes,  I  think  so.  I  think  if  you  call  the  United  States  a  nation  of  immigrants,  why  Orinda  was 
certainly  a  village,  at  that  time,  of  immigrants.  There  were  lots  of  young  children  here,  young 
families,  and  it  was  just  a  delightful  area  because  of  all  this  open  space. 

Across  the  street  from  our  lot  there  was  a  space  of  about  five  acres  that  was  completely  open. 
There  had  been  a  little  hill  there  that  had  been  bulldozed  down.  It  was  owned  by  a  man  by  the 
name  of  Bones  Remmer,  and  Bones  Remmer  was  known  as  the  local  gambling  boss.  He  ran  a 
gaming  house  down  at  the  Orinda  Crossroads.  When  he  had  this  property  up  here  and 
bulldozed  off  the  knoll  it  was  for  a  home  site.  The  neighbors,  or  the  people  around  in  the 
greater  Orinda  area,  learned  about  it  and  they  protested,  because  they  felt  he  was  going  to  turn 
it  into  a  casino  of  sorts.  So  it  lay  dormant  for  several  years.  Finally  the  IRS  came  in,  the  US 
government  came  in,  to  confiscate  it  because  of  back  payment  of  taxes.  They  couldn't  do  it, 
because  evidently  a  sister  owned  a  fraction,  one  or  two  percent  of  the  property,  so  they  couldn't 
foreclose  it. 

As  a  result,  we  had  this  marvelous  open  space  around  for  many,  many  years.  It  was  great  for 
flying  kites.  In  fact,  for  our  youngest  daughter  Dana,  we  bought  a  quarter  horse  for  her  and 
kept  it  in  our  back  yard  here  where  our  garden  is  now.  She  used  to  go  out  there  and  ride  with 
her  horse.  The  horse  was  pregnant  when  we  bought  it,  so  eventually  we  had  two  of  them  out 
there  riding  around.  It  was  just  great  fun.  This  was  a  lovely,  idyllic  world  that  doesn't  seem  to 
exist  anymore,  at  least  to  my  knowledge. 

Riess:       Well,  you  think  of  it  as  the  world  of  the  fifties,  also. 

Miller:       And  that's  what  I  captured,  I  think  to  a  degree,  in  my  book  The  World  is  Young.  I 
photographed  that;  that  was  a  slice  of  that  time. 


Working  from  a  California  Base 


Riess:       You  had  to  jumpstart  yourself  as  a  photographer.  Was  it  hard? 


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Miller:       No,  not  really.  I  had  assignments.  That  first  year  out  here,  the  first  six  months  we  spent  here 
in  California,  I  did  a  lot  of  Life  assignments.  Now  an  assignment  doesn't  mean  a  great  big 
essay,  it  may  be  one  day  or  two  days,  or  a  week  or  two  weeks.  But  in  1949,  in  six  months  I  did 
nineteen  stories  for  Life.  And  '50,  '51,  '52,  '53, 1  did  a  total  of  150  stories  for  them.  So  there 
was  a  lot  of  activity  for  me,  plus  other  things  I  was  doing,  see,  for  other  magazines. 

Riess:       You  said  that  originally  the  magazines  really  didn't  cover  the  West  Coast,  there  wasn't  a 
"story"  out  here.  But  when  you  got  yourself  out  here,  you  found  that  there  was? 

Miller:       In  looking  for  other  work  to  do,  I  found  that  there  were  no  magazines  out  here.  Sunset 

magazine  was  here.  All  the  other  magazines  were  back  in  New  York.  So  it  meant  that  I  had  to 
have  contacts  back  there  in  order  to  keep  in  touch  with  them. 

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Miller:       I  didn't  want  to  be  that  dependant  on  Life.  That's  why  I  did  not  accept  a  staff  position  with 
Life,  I  didn't  want  to  be  on  the  end  of  their  string.  I  wanted  to  be  related  to  them,  and  I  was 
highly  appreciative  of  that  relationship.  But  I  wanted  to  be  able  to  have  more  freedom  to  do 
whatever  might  come  up  I'd  like  to  do. 

But  the  point  I'm  trying  to  make  here,  and  I  think  I  said  it  before,  is  that  once  a  staff 
photographer  bought  a  home,  he  was  transferred  to  another  location.  For  example,  I  remember 
the  story  about  Peter  Stackpole.  He  was  out  here,  he  was  born  and  raised  in  the  Bay  Area.  He 
was  working  for  Life,  he  was  one  of  first  Life  photographers.  He  eventually  moved  to  the  Los 
Angeles  area  and  became  one  of  the  stalwarts  down  there.  He  was  very,  very  interested  in 
sailing  and  boats.  I  think  that  Peter  had  two  little  sailboats—little,  I  mean  you  can't  make  them 
too  little.  They  were  pretty  good  size,  actually.  They  wanted  to  move  him  back  to  New  York. 
He  said,  "I  can't  do  that,  I've  got  all  these  things  here.  I  can't  leave  my  boats."  They  said, 
"We'll  move  them."  Well,  anyway,  Life  magazine  moved  those  two  sailboats  back  to  the  East 
Coast  for  Peter  in  order  to  get  him  back  there  for  a  while. 

Riess:       Not  deliberately,  but  that  was  often  the  case? 

Miller:       I  think  deliberately,  that  was  the  understanding.  It  wasn't  written  out,  but  among  the  staff  they 
felt  that  there  was  a  conscious  or  a  knowing  desire  to  keep  their  people  on  edge.  To  keep  them 
alert  and  realize  they're  dependent  on  Life  so  they  would  do  as  the  boss  said  it  should  be  done. 
Now,  whether  that  was  true  or  not,  I  don't  know,  but  that  was  the  common  understanding.  So, 
I  wanted  to  be  more  secure  by  being  able  to  say  no. 

Riess:       You  made  your  own  contacts  here? 

Miller:       Yes.  You  see,  previously  in  Chicago  I  had  worked  for  many  different  magazines.  So  I  did  have 
contacts.  And  it  worked  out,  I  did  some  other  things  for  other  magazines.  But  it  was  still  hard, 
because  I'm  not  interested  in  selling  things  or  keeping  in  touch  with  people  to  keep  the  pot 
boiling,  with  relationships  with  other  magazines.  So  I'd  become  lazy. 

Also,  you  see,  I'd  received  a  monthly  retainer  from  Life,  whether  I  worked  or  not.  If  they 
printed  more  stories  page-wise  than  my  retainer  amounted  to,  I  would  be  paid  up  and  above 
that.  My  retainer  was  modest,  it  was  four  hundred  dollars  a  month,  but  that  was  enough  to 
keep  you  going  if  you  had  some  other  things  going,  you  see.  Plus  the  pages,  and  I  had  quite  a 


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know  where  the  refrigerator  came  from.  Anyway,  it  was  downstairs  on  the  ground,  literally  on 
the  ground.  We  ran  a  cord  down  there  to  take  care  of  it.  We  lived  here  while  they  were 
finishing  the  rest  of  the  house. 

At  one  point,  one  of  the  children  had  a  cold  or  something,  was  kind  of  sick,  nothing  really 
serious,  but  a  pediatrician  came  out  on  a  house  call,  believe  it  or  not.  Very  nice  man,  Dr. 
Ornduff.  He  had  to  come  over  from  an  adjoining  lot  and  climb  down  a  hill  here.  We  had  a 
little  ladder  built  there  so  that  you  could  get  down.  But  there  was  no  asphalt  here,  it  was 
winter  time,  and  it  was  wet  and  the  ground  was  sticky.  He  came  up  here  and  checked  out  the 
child,  and  we  noticed  when  he  left  he  only  had  one  shoe  on!  He  told  us  that  he  had  lost  it  on 
the  way  over,  he  had  gotten  stuck  in  the  adobe.  Those  were  the  kinds  of  conditions  that  existed 
then. 

Riess:       Did  you  find  that  there  was  a  kind  of  "like"  community  of  people  who  had  left  where  they 
were  and  had  come  to  Orinda? 

Miller:       Yes,  I  think  so.  I  think  if  you  call  the  United  States  a  nation  of  immigrants,  why  Orinda  was 
certainly  a  village,  at  that  time,  of  immigrants.  There  were  lots  of  young  children  here,  young 
families,  and  it  was  just  a  delightful  area  because  of  all  this  open  space. 

Across  the  street  from  our  lot  there  was  a  space  of  about  five  acres  that  was  completely  open. 
There  had  been  a  little  hill  there  that  had  been  bulldozed  down.  It  was  owned  by  a  man  by  the 
name  of  Bones  Remmer,  and  Bones  Remmer  was  known  as  the  local  gambling  boss.  He  ran  a 
gaming  house  down  at  the  Orinda  Crossroads.  When  he  had  this  property  up  here  and 
bulldozed  off  the  knoll  it  was  for  a  home  site.  The  neighbors,  or  the  people  around  in  the 
greater  Orinda  area,  learned  about  it  and  they  protested,  because  they  felt  he  was  going  to  turn 
it  into  a  casino  of  sorts.  So  it  lay  dormant  for  several  years.  Finally  the  IRS  came  in,  the  US 
government  came  in,  to  confiscate  it  because  of  back  payment  of  taxes.  They  couldn't  do  it, 
because  evidently  a  sister  owned  a  fraction,  one  or  two  percent  of  the  property,  so  they  couldn't 
foreclose  it. 

As  a  result,  we  had  this  marvelous  open  space  around  for  many,  many  years.  It  was  great  for 
flying  kites.  In  fact,  for  our  youngest  daughter  Dana,  we  bought  a  quarter  horse  for  her  and 
kept  it  in  our  back  yard  here  where  our  garden  is  now.  She  used  to  go  out  there  and  ride  with 
her  horse.  The  horse  was  pregnant  when  we  bought  it,  so  eventually  we  had  two  of  them  out 
there  riding  around.  It  was  just  great  fun.  This  was  a  lovely,  idyllic  world  that  doesn't  seem  to 
exist  anymore,  at  least  to  my  knowledge. 

Riess:       Well,  you  think  of  it  as  the  world  of  the  fifties,  also. 

Miller:       And  that's  what  I  captured,  I  think  to  a  degree,  in  my  book  The  World  is  Young.  I 
photographed  that;  that  was  a  slice  of  that  time. 


Working  from  a  California  Base 


Riess:       You  had  to  jumpstart  yourself  as  a  photographer.  Was  it  hard? 


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Miller:       No,  not  really.  I  had  assignments.  That  first  year  out  here,  the  first  six  months  we  spent  here 
in  California,  I  did  a  lot  of  Life  assignments.  Now  an  assignment  doesn't  mean  a  great  big 
essay,  it  may  be  one  day  or  two  days,  or  a  week  or  two  weeks.  But  in  1949,  in  six  months  I  did 
nineteen  stories  for  Life.  And  '50,  '51,  '52,  '53, 1  did  a  total  of  150  stories  for  them.  So  there 
was  a  lot  of  activity  for  me,  plus  other  things  I  was  doing,  see,  for  other  magazines. 

Riess:       You  said  that  originally  the  magazines  really  didn't  cover  the  West  Coast,  there  wasn't  a 
"story"  out  here.  But  when  you  got  yourself  out  here,  you  found  that  there  was? 

Miller:       In  looking  for  other  work  to  do,  I  found  that  there  were  no  magazines  out  here.  Sunset 

magazine  was  here.  All  the  other  magazines  were  back  in  New  York.  So  it  meant  that  I  had  to 
have  contacts  back  there  in  order  to  keep  in  touch  with  them. 

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Miller:       I  didn't  want  to  be  that  dependant  on  Life.  That's  why  I  did  not  accept  a  staff  position  with 
Life,  I  didn't  want  to  be  on  the  end  of  their  string.  I  wanted  to  be  related  to  them,  and  I  was 
highly  appreciative  of  that  relationship.  But  I  wanted  to  be  able  to  have  more  freedom  to  do 
whatever  might  come  up  I'd  like  to  do. 

But  the  point  I'm  trying  to  make  here,  and  I  think  I  said  it  before,  is  that  once  a  staff 
photographer  bought  a  home,  he  was  transferred  to  another  location.  For  example,  I  remember 
the  story  about  Peter  Stackpole.  He  was  out  here,  he  was  born  and  raised  in  the  Bay  Area.  He 
was  working  for  Life,  he  was  one  of  first  Life  photographers.  He  eventually  moved  to  the  Los 
Angeles  area  and  became  one  of  the  stalwarts  down  there.  He  was  very,  very  interested  in 
sailing  and  boats.  I  think  that  Peter  had  two  little  sailboats—little,  I  mean  you  can't  make  them 
too  little.  They  were  pretty  good  size,  actually.  They  wanted  to  move  him  back  to  New  York. 
He  said,  "I  can't  do  that,  I've  got  all  these  things  here.  I  can't  leave  my  boats."  They  said, 
"We'll  move  them."  Well,  anyway,  Life  magazine  moved  those  two  sailboats  back  to  the  East 
Coast  for  Peter  in  order  to  get  him  back  there  for  a  while. 

Riess:       Not  deliberately,  but  that  was  often  the  case? 

Miller:       I  think  deliberately,  that  was  the  understanding.  It  wasn't  written  out,  but  among  the  staff  they 
felt  that  there  was  a  conscious  or  a  knowing  desire  to  keep  their  people  on  edge.  To  keep  them 
alert  and  realize  they're  dependent  on  Life  so  they  would  do  as  the  boss  said  it  should  be  done. 
Now,  whether  that  was  true  or  not,  I  don't  know,  but  that  was  the  common  understanding.  So, 
I  wanted  to  be  more  secure  by  being  able  to  say  no. 

Riess:       You  made  your  own  contacts  here? 

Miller:       Yes.  You  see,  previously  in  Chicago  I  had  worked  for  many  different  magazines.  So  I  did  have 
contacts.  And  it  worked  out,  I  did  some  other  things  for  other  magazines.  But  it  was  still  hard, 
because  I'm  not  interested  in  selling  things  or  keeping  in  touch  with  people  to  keep  the  pot 
boiling,  with  relationships  with  other  magazines.  So  I'd  become  lazy. 

Also,  you  see,  I'd  received  a  monthly  retainer  from  Life,  whether  I  worked  or  not.  If  they 
printed  more  stories  page -wise  than  my  retainer  amounted  to,  I  would  be  paid  up  and  above 
that.  My  retainer  was  modest,  it  was  four  hundred  dollars  a  month,  but  that  was  enough  to 
keep  you  going  if  you  had  some  other  things  going,  you  see.  Plus  the  pages,  and  I  had  quite  a 


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few  published  pages  in  those  times.  So,  it  worked  out  all  right.  But  having  to  work  that  hard 
on  things  you  weren't  particularly  interested  in  was  where  the  discontent  began  to  build,  you 
know. 

Riess:       What's  an  example  of  something  that  would  be  particularly  uninteresting? 

Miller:       [getting  up]  Well,  here  in  my  files,  here's  one.  I  had  to  photograph  an  Episcopal  convention, 
which  was  photographing  formalities  and  people  getting  together  and  talking  from  platforms. 

Riess:       And  they  were  not  interested  in  an  ironic  view  of  the  event? 

Miller:       No.  Well,  let's  put  it  this  way.  I  didn't  come  up  with  the  idea  of  doing  something  like  that. 

They  may  have  been  interested  in  it  if  I  had  suggested  it  or  provided  some  interesting  way  of 
treating  it,  but  I  wasn't  interested  in  that  sort  of  thing.  Their  interest  and  my  interest  weren't 
compatible. 

Here's  another  one,  a  fellow  by  the  name  of  Rudolph  Skarda,  a  researcher  at  the  University  of 
California  Medical  School.  And  he  was  able  to  inject  solutions  into  the  circulatory  system  of 
cadavers  so  that  he  could  remove  from  the  body  the  circulatory  system  so  it  came  out  as  a 
network—beautiful  things,  really.  Preservation  of  the  circulatory  system  so  that  they  could  be 
hung  up  like  spider  webs.  It  was  just  beautiful. 

This  sort  of  thing,  that's  interesting,  sure.  And  I  could  get  involved  and  interested  in  that.  But 
after  I  get  done  with  it,  what  have  I  done?  It  didn't  seem  to  be  meaningful  to  me  other  than  just 
a  nice  exercise  and  kind  of  fun  doing  it  for  a  while.  But  I  wasn't  going  anywhere  with  this.  It 
wasn't  in  a  field  of  photography  or  area  of  interest  that  I  could  pursue  further. 

As  I  look  at  [the  list  of]  these  things,  they  all  look  pretty  interesting.  Here's  an  unemployment 
story  in  Pasco,  Washington.  That  was  fabulous,  I  had  some  nice  pictures  out  of  that.  That  was 
1950.  Here's  another  one  about  the  "war  scare"— I'm  using  the  titles  of  the  assignments.  A 
marine  unit  is  being  called  up,  this  is  1950,  and  people  are  buying  things  off  the  shelves, 
worried  that  there  may  be  shortages.  This  kind  of  thing.  Some  of  these  things  are  like 
newspaper  assignments,  where  all  they  wanted  was  a  one  shot  deal.  The  subject  didn't  merit 
more  than  one  shot.  You  know  when  you're  doing  it. 


Assig  ments:  Lovaltv  Oath.  Science.  Sallv  Stanford 


Miller:       Here's  one  I  thought  was  pretty  thin,  but  by  golly,  it  worked  out  quite  well.  The  California 
Loyalty  Oath,  and  this  was  in  1950. 

Riess:       That  was  a  big  story! 

Miller:       A  big  story,  and  it  was  a  little  hard  to  get  hold  of  it.  I  came  up  with  the  idea  of  finding  one  of 
these  professors  to  use  as  a  vehicle. 

This  loyalty  oath  was  such  that  you  can  understand  that  the  faculty  just  kept  dancing  around  it. 
They  didn't  want  to  come  out  publicly  and  take  a  stand  because  they  were  insecure. 


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Everybody  avoided  being  up  and  front.  There  was  nobody  up  on  the  speaker's  platform,  so  to 
speak. 

Well,  I  attended  the  Board  of  Regents  meeting,  and  I  attended  the  faculty  meetings.  I'd  show 
up  with  my  camera,  and  these  people,  well  they  didn't  rush  up  to  be  in  front  of  the  camera.  I 
finally  found  one  person,  Professor  [Edward  Chace]  Tolman  I  think  it  was,  and  I  went  to  a 
meeting  at  the  [William  and  Catherine  Bauer]  Wurster  home  where  some  of  these  people  were 
meeting  and  talking  about  what  to  do  about  this.  And  they  had  their  wives  with  them,  because 
this  decision  was  going  to  affect  the  future  of  these  people's  acceptance  in  the  community. 

Riess:       You  were  following  more  the  non-signers? 

Miller:       Non-signers,  that's  correct,  you're  right.  They  had  this  meeting  and  I  knew  this  professor  was 
going  to  be  there,  so  I  went  there  to  talk  to  him.  I  talked  to  him  at  that  meeting  in  the  home, 
and  I  said  in  order  to  make  a  statement  that  can  be  understood  we  need  to  have  a  person  of 
impeccable  credentials  to  make  that  statement,  and  I  hoped  that  he  would  allow  me  to 
photograph  him  and  use  his  positions  to  make  the  statement.  I  really  put  the  arm  on  him,  and 
he  finally  agreed. 

Before  I  left  that  home,  his  wife  came  out  and  said,  "You  know  what  you've  done,  you  can't  do 
this  to  him.  You  can't.  It'll  expose  him  to  pressures  that  are  unfair,"  and  so  forth.  She  was 
really  very  upset.  Well,  I  didn't  really  answer  her,  I  couldn't  answer  her,  and  I  went  ahead  and 
did  the  story.  And  there's  one  picture  I  made  of  him  walking  off  the  center  of  campus  down 
through  this  arch  going  on  the  way  over  to  the  Faculty  Club.  And  the  story  ran,  and  that  one 
picture  was  there,  plus  others.  Later  I  got  a  call  from  her  and  she  said  that  she  wanted  to  be 
able  to  use  that  picture  for  a  Christmas  card.  I  was  forgiven. 

So  I  liked  that  kind  of  a  story,  where  I  could  get  involved  with  something  that  was  important 
and  needed  telling.  And  if  I  didn't  do  it,  maybe  it  wouldn't  get  done.  This  is  the  sort  of  thing  I 
was  drawn  to,  rather  than  just  something  which  might  be  a  little  thing,  politics  or  something, 
which  is  neither  here  nor  there. 

Here's  one  on  the  taking  of  the  census,  following  a  census  taker  around  in  San  Francisco  and 
being  sure  to  get  the  hills  in  the  picture  or  the  bridge  in  the  picture.  Well,  you  know,  that's  not 
much  of  a  story,  but  these  are  the  kinds  of  things  that  I  had  to  do.  I  liked  doing  them,  it  kept 
me  busy. 

Riess:       A  lot  of  stories  are  pot  boilers,  but  somebody  has  to  do  it,  sort  of. 

Miller:       Well,  that's  understandable,  and  I  shouldn't  be  fussy  if  they're  offered  to  me,  but  I  didn't  want 
them  to  become  a  way  of  life  so  that's  all  my  life  was,  boiling  pots. 

Riess:       Did  you  go  down  to  Hollywood?  There  was  a  Life  L.A.  office? 

Miller:       Oh,  that  was  a  big  office.  I  told  you  the  story  about  Philippe  Halsman  going  down  there, 
coming  from  New  York  to  photograph  the  pretty  girls  for  the  covers? 

I  did  go  down  there  once  in  a  while,  but  seldom.  They  had  four  or  five  staff  photographers 
down  there  who  were  very  busy,  I'm  sure.  But  on  the  science  end,  while  I  was  out  here  I  ended 


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up  photographing  all  the  Nobel  Laureates  here  in  California.  And  I  got  involved  in  the  peace 
conference  in  '51,  the  Japanese  peace  conference. 

[continuing  to  refer  to  list]  I  photographed  Sally  Stanford.  She  was  a  madam  who  had  a  home 
on  Pine  Street  [1 144  Pine]  to  which  she  invited  delegates  to  this  peace  conference.  She  offered 
them  discounts  if  they  patronized  her  house.  Then  I  photographed  her  when  she  became 
mayor  of  Sausalito,  and  she  had  a  bar  there.  Later  I  met  her  back  at  her  home  on  Pine  Street 
when  she  had  married  Bob  Gump? 

Riess:       One  of  the  Gump's  store  Gumps? 

Miller:       Yes,  not  the  father,  but  one  of  the  sons  of  the  family.  The  understanding  was  that  she  resented 
the  establishment  so  much  she  wanted  to  give  them  a  poke  in  the  nose. 

•• 

Anyway,  I  met  them  back  at  that  apartment  the  morning  they  had  just  driven  back  from  Reno. 
There  she  was,  big  flamboyant  gown  and  wearing  an  orchid  on  her  shoulder.  She  was  kind  of 
a  short,  chunky  woman  to  begin  with,  so  it  didn't  quite  fit.  Here's— I  guess  his  name  was  Bob 
Gump— and  I  asked  them  if  they  wanted  to  have  a  wedding  photograph. 

I  said  how  nice  it  would  be  if  we  could  move  the  chair  over  here  and  Sally  could  sit  down  there 
and  Bob  could  stand  behind  her  with  a  arm  on  the  chair.  Behind  them  was  a  marvelous  mirror 
and  kind  of  candelabra  stuff.  It  was  a  nice  1 890  picture,  I  felt.  I  made  the  picture,  and  Life 
used  it,  a  full  half  page  picture  and  a  half  page  text,  vertical. 

I  didn't  see  them  again  for  some  years  until  one  time  I  took  some  visiting  Life  magazine  or 
Time  magazine  people  for  dinner  over  to  Valhalla,  Sally  Stanford's  restaurant  in  Sausalito.  We 
were  all  seated  at  a  round  table.  Sally  was  there  and  Bob  Gump  was  on  the  far  side  of  me  at 
this  big  circular  table,  and  other  people  were  scattered  around.  We're  sitting  there  drinking  and 
eating  food  and  all.  Towards  the  end  of  the  dinner,  all  of  a  sudden  Gump  stands  up  and  points 
his  finger  at  me  and  reaches  across  the  table  and  says,  "Now  I  remember  you,  you're  that  soft- 
con  man  who  made  that  picture!"  It  had  evidently  been  eating  on  him  all  those  years.  Soft- 
con  man. 

Riess:       It  seems  to  me  there  was  a  story  in  California  itself.  You  could  sell  a  magazine  with  California 
on  the  cover  the  way  you  could  sell  Time  magazine  or  People  magazine  with  Princess  Diana 
on  the  cover.  Wasn't  California  an  object  of  curiosity  to  much  of  the  country? 

Miller:       Well,  it  might  be  that  I  was  too  close  to  it  to  see  it. 

I  see  also  here  several  mentions  of  war  stories  I  was  doing.      Here's  one  on  the  Korean  War 
dead  coming  home  ["The  first  dead  from  the  Korean  War,  San  Francisco,  1951"],  and  here's 
another  of  an  army  sergeant  returning.  "First  marine  division  homecoming."  And  Mac  Arthur 
returning  ["General  MacArthur  on  his  return  from  Korea,  San  Francisco,  1951"].  So  there  was 
that  sort  of  thing.  I  think  I  understand  your  point,  this  bigger  story  you're  talking  about,  but  it's 
a  little  hard  to  compete  with  MacArthur  returning,  or  some  of  these  newsy  things,  you  see. 
And  I  got  some  good  pictures  out  of  some  of  these  things,  I  was  very  pleased  with  some  things 
I  was  able  to  get  out  of  it. 


15. The  Fifties,  Photographs  of  America,  Magnum  Photos,  Pantheon,  1985.  See  examples. 


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Assignments:  Farmer's  Wife.  Javne  Mansfield.  John  Wayne 

Riess:       You  know  this  book? 
Miller:       Yes,  The  Fifties. 

Riess:       I  put  post-its  on  all  your  work  in  here.  There's  such  a  variety,  and  it's  not  just  California,  of 
course. 

Miller:       Well,  this  one  ["Saying  Grace,  Lebo,  Kansas,  1950"],  I  wanted  to  do  a  story  on  the  farmer's 

wife.  I  always  thought  it  would  be  nice  to  show  the  woman  who's  behind  these  core  values  of 
the  United  States,  or  our  way  of  life.  Because  I  remember  my  great-aunt,  I'd  go  to  spend  some 
time  with  her  in  Casey,  Illinois,  central  Illinois,  on  a  farm.  And  she'd  be  up  at  four  o'clock  in 
the  morning  or  so  and  by  the  time  breakfast  came  along  at  5:30  you'd  smell  that  new  bread  and 
everything  was  going.  She  was  just  always  there,  and  doing  all  the  things,  feeding  the 
chickens  and  all. 

And  during  the  day  my  great  uncle  would  be  out  in  the  fields.  They  only  had  a  couple  hundred 
acres,  but  I  remember  him  coming  home  at  noon  to  eat  and  after  lunch  he'd  lie  on  the  bare 
floor  to  straighten  his  back  out.  He  didn't  have  a  tractor,  he  had  a  team  of  mules.  All  this  goes 
on,  and  the  work  she  would  do  sitting  on  the  porch  snapping  the  beans  and  shelling  the  peas 
and  all  this.  In  fact,  behind  the  wood  stove  there  was  a  box  of  corn  cobs,  soft  corn  cobs.  On 
the  way  out  to  the  privy  you'd  reach  in  and  get  a  soft  corn  cob.  The  slick  pages  of  Sears  and 
Roebuck  are  one  thing,  but  a  soft  corn  cob  is  much  better. 

Well,  I  had  that  memory,  and  I  talked  to  Life  and  said  I  wanted  to  do  a  story  on  a  farmer's  wife. 
They  though  it  was  great.  Then  it  kind  of  cooled  off  and  everybody  had  forgotten  about  it  until 
one  day  I  got  a  telegram  saying,  "Wayne,  we  just  found  your  farmer's  wife."  I  was  no  longer 
thinking  about  this,  I'd  cooled.  But  I  went  back  to  Lebo,  Kansas  to  photograph  the  farmer's 
wife.  They  had  found  a  farmer's  wife  for  me. 

This  farmer's  wife  lived  in  a  very  nice  modern  home.  And  by  nine  o'clock  she  was  all  dressed 
up  with  her  fine  dress  and  hat  and  sparkling  glasses,  driving  off  to  the  first  of  a  couple  of 
meetings  that  she  was  having  with  women,  or  community  activities.  It  was  true  that  she  did 
some  of  the  farm  chores  around  the  place  that  I'd  remembered,  but  she  was  not  my  farmer's 
wife.  It  was  a  real  fiasco.  I  did  my  best,  but  I  couldn't  get  that  toothpaste  through  the  keyhole, 
it  just  wouldn't  go. 

This  picture  here,  "Saying  Grace,"  was  one  of  those  from  that  take.  And  I  believe  this  one  also 
is  from  "The  Farmer's  Wife."  This  is  a  community  activity,  with  a  little  child  there  singing, 
flag  in  the  background.  And  here  is  one  ["Flag  Day  Ceremony,  Orinda,  1956"]  from  my 
children's  book  effort,  The  World  Is  Young. 

[paging  through  the  book]  This  sort  of  thing,  here's  one.  You  see  this  is  1959,  this  is  making  a 
movie  in  New  York  City.  Living  here  and  going  to  New  York  City  to  make  a  movie,  covering 
that.  This  is  downstairs  here,  the  boy  ["Backyard,  Orinda,  1954"].  Here's  Berkeley,  the 
installation  of  Clark  Kerr  as  president  [1958]. 

Riess:       Covering  the  campus,  you  probably  had  some  ruckuses  to  cover. 


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Miller:       Well,  this  wasn't  an  assignment,  I  just  went  over  there  to  do  it.  And  they  have  an  interesting 
picture,  if  you  want  to  be  maybe  nasty,  a  picture  of  the  nuclear  physicist  who  was  the  father  of 
the  hydrogen  bomb,  the  Hungarian,  Teller.  I've  got  a  picture  of  him  kind  of  crouched  down 
and  looking  very  sinister. 

Then  these  pictures  of  Jayne  Mansfield.  Did  I  tell  you  about  Jayne  Mansfield?  Nice  woman. 
She  was  married  to  this  guy  Mickey  Hargitay.  He  was  a  body  builder.  Each  of  them  were  so 
proud  of  their  bodies-only  in  Hollywood  could  those  people  be.  In  one  part  of  her  home, 
Jayne  Mansfield's  home,  the  wall  was  just  covered  in  magazine  covers  showing  her  in  every 
possible  state  of  undress. 

I  went  down  there  to  photograph  her  getting  ready  for  her  wedding.  And  I  went  to  the 
dressmaker's  where  she  was  being  fitted  for  a  gown.  As  you  know,  at  some  of  these  things 
they  use  a  cheesecloth  [muslin]  kind  of  thing  you  put  on  first  to  get  the  fittings  and  to  rough  it 
out.  She  had  put  this  thing  on  and  came  out  to  the  little  fitting  room-big  fitting  room  actually. 

She  came  out,  and  on  the  way  out  she  looked  into  a  mirror  and  gasped,  and  she  turned  and 
immediately  went  back  into  the  dressing  room.  And  she  called,  "Wayne,  do  you  have  a 
handkerchief?"  I  pulled  a  handkerchief  out  and  gave  it  to  her.  She  came  out  again,  and  here  it 
was  covering  her  crotch  when  she  came  out.  I  don't  know  if  she  was  worried  about  the  pubic 
hair  being  brunette  or  what  it  was,  but  anyway,  [laughter] 

## 

Miller:       Before  the  wedding  I  was  photographing  in  her  home  with  her  mother  packing  her  suitcase. 
Jayne  and  Mickey  were  going  to  go  off  for  a  honeymoon  someplace.  I  walked  into  this 
bedroom  where  they  had  everything,  like  a  normal  bedroom,  you  get  the  stuff  all  messed  up 
trying  to  get  stuff  into  a  suitcase,  or  sorting  things  out.  She  had  the  scantiest  costume  on  you 
could  imagine,  and  I  said,  "Well,  Jayne,  do  you  want  to  put  on  some  clothes  or  something,  a 
dress,  so  I  can  make  some  pictures?"  "Oh,"  she  said,  "Oh,  yes."  So  with  her  mother  I  stepped 
outside,  and  when  I  came  back  in  she  had  on  something  that  was  even  more  exposed!  Kind  of 
funny  things  you  run  into  in  this  sort  of  work. 

And  then  here's  one  of  John  Wayne  [on  the  set  of  "The  Alamo,"  1959]. 
Riess:       Yes,  now  why  were  you  doing  John  Wayne? 
Miller:       He  was  making  a  movie  called  "The  Alamo." 
Riess:       Did  you  go  to  Texas  for  that? 

Miller:       Yes,  Breckinridge,  Texas.  Movie  companies  would  hire  photographers  like  myself,  pay  us  a 
substantial  amount  of  money,  to  come  down  and  photograph  anything  we  wanted  to 
photograph.  We  had  contacts  with  the  magazines,  and  we  could  produce  things  that  the 
magazines  might  run,  but  if  their  [film  industry]  public  relations  people  did  it  they  wouldn't 
run  them. 

On  this  particular  case,  here  it  is,  it  was  going  to  be  out  in  the  middle  of  the  Texas  range.  So 
while  I  was  down  there  I  called  home  and  had  our  son  David,  who  was  about  thirteen  or 
fourteen  years  old  then,  come  down.  He  spent  about  a  week  with  me  on  the  set,  and  I  got  some 


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nice  pictures  with  him.  He  loved  working  with  the  special  effects  people.  They'd  go  out  and 
together  they'd  put  bags  of  smoky  gunpowder  in  the  mouths  of  the  cannon,  so  when  they'd  go 
off  they'd  make  a  big  thing.  And  they'd  plant  explosives  here  and  there  to  go  off.  I  have  one 
picture  of  him  with  this  make-believe  horse,  this  papier  mache  horse,  he's  got  it  on  his  back. 
Being  around  these  men  and  their  Texas  costumes  and  all,  he  loved  it. 

Riess:       Then  did  you  have  to  market  the  pictures? 
Miller:       Well,  I'd  send  them  back  to  Magnum,  and  they  would  make  the  contacts. 

In  some  cases  for  these  things  they  would  make  suggestions,  they'd  like  to  see  something  on 
certain  people  in  the  cast,  they  were  interested  in  that  person,  so  I'd,  maybe,  spend  a  little  time 
focusing  on  them. 

Riess:       You  mean  the  magazine? 

Miller:       The  magazine,  yes.  They  would  say,  "We  understand  you're  photographing  this  movie,  and 
we're  interested  in  some  pictures  of  Fred  Astaire  or  Ave  Gardner,"  or  something  of  that  nature. 
So,  I  did  several  of  those  things. 


Assignments:  Korean  War.  Migrant  Workers.  Thoughts  on  News  and  Privacy 


Miller:        [looking  at  the  book]  "Recruiting,"  that's  another  one  of  those  war  situations,  1950. 

"Swearing-in  ceremonies."  And  here's  where  the  returning  marines— this  was  a  young  guy 
["Returned  Korea  veteran  in  bar,  San  Francisco,  1951"]  that  I  was  following  around.  I 
followed  him  around  to  a  bar  and  made  this  picture  which  I  kind  of  like,  the  way  it  worked  out. 
But  that's  a  grab  shot.  It's  so  well-lit  it  looks  phony. 

It  kind  of  goes  back  to  that  early  photojournalism  imagery  which  is  maybe  too  well  lit,  I  guess. 
Riess:       What  do  you  mean,  the  "early  photojournalism  imagery?" 

Miller:       Where  we  would  use  flash  in  synchro  sunlight  to  fill  in  the  shadows.  In  hindsight,  this  was  too 
slick.  That  particular  picture  is  a  little  slick.  If  that  had  been  made  using  existing  light  from 
the  bar  and  all— well,  let's  put  it  this  way,  everything  just  seems  to  be  right.  The  guy's  hair  is 
combed,  he's  too  neat. 

Riess:       Yes,  yes.  So  that's  suspect? 

Miller:       I  did  a  story  for  Life  on  the  bugs  up  in  the  lake  up  there,  Clear  Lake.  They  had  a  great 

infestation  of  gnats,  and  it  kind  of  shut  down  all  the  activity  there.  It  was  just  too  much.  So  I 
went  up  there  to  photograph  it,  and  I  photographed  the  chemical  people  with  their  drums  of 
chemicals  in  the  back  of  these  boats,  taking  it  out  and  putting  it  into  the  water.  I  got  an 
airplane,  they  took  the  door  off  of  it,  I  strapped  myself  in  and  they  took  me  around  so  I  could 
photograph  it.  And  I  got  some  very  nice  pictures  of  it,  I  did  a  pretty  good  bang-up  job  on  it. 


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Life  didn't  use  it,  and  I  was  a  little  disappointed.  I  learned  that  they  felt  that  it  looked  too  pat, 
too  good,  it  didn't  look  real.  That's  my  point.  Sometimes  things  are  too  good  from  some 
editors'  points  of  view,  they  don't  look  right. 

Here's  "Caskets  coming  back,  war  dead  from  the  Korean  war,"  more  Korean  war,  yes. 

I  like  news  stories,  I  just  love  them.  Because  you  don't  know  what's  going  to  happen,  and  as  a 
photographer,  if  you're  doing  a  story,  you  have  to  have  a  beginning  and  you  have  to  have  an 
end.  You  don't  know  what  the  end  is  going  to  be.  And  you  don't  know  what's  happening,  you 
have  to  develop  it  as  you're  there,  and  looking  at  the  subject  and  feeling  it,  and  hearing  it, 
being  pushed  around  and  all.  You  have  to  find  out,  what  is  the  common  thread  here?  What  is 
it  that  I  could  say?  To  me,  I  find  it  exciting  as  can  be.  The  test  is  just  immense.  You  know 
you've  got  to  pull  it  off. 

' 

An  example  of  this  is,  and  it's  during  the  fifties,  here  he  is,  "Marine  from  the  Fifth  Regiment 
coming  home,  1951."  I  went  to  San  Francisco,  down  to  the  piers  where  the  ship  was  coming 
in.  In  fact,  I'd  gone  out  the  night  before  to  this  marine  ship.  I  went  out  to  the  pilot  boat,  the 
Aviso,  spent  the  night  on  it.  Next  morning  I  woke  up,  and  you  know  the  water  between 
Golden  Gate  Bridge  and  the  Farallon  Islands  is  known  as  the  Potato  Patch?  It's  very  rough.  I 
woke  up  on  this  Aviso,  and  I  had  been  all  night  in  this  Potato  Patch,  just  waiting  for  the  ship  to 
come  in.  The  first  thing  that  greets  me  in  the  morning  is  breakfast,  pork  chops  and  fried 
potatoes  and  black,  black  coffee.  Ugh.  I'm  not  a  sailor  when  it  comes  to  that  sort  of  thing.  My 
stomach  and  I  are  enemies. 

In  some  cases,  with  other  photographers  you're  being  pushed  and  pulled,  and  you've  got  to 
fight  even  for  a  camera  space,  and  you  think  to  yourself,  "Is  this  where  I  should  be  or  should  I 
be  someplace  else  to  tell  this  story?"  And  if  I'm  making  pictures  from  this  point  of  view,  I'm 
making  the  same  pictures  that  other  people  are. 

Well,  on  this  Aviso  is  the  pilot. 
Riess:       What  is  an  Aviso? 

Miller:       I  think  that's  the  name  of  pilot  boats,  the  little  red  pilot  boats. 
Riess:       Yes,  okay. 

Miller:       And  this  is  the  pilot  who  is  going  to  step  off  this  Aviso  and  mount  the  ship  to  direct  them  in,  to 
avoid  any  bad  spots  in  the  entrance.  It  was  marvelous,  just  beautiful.  I  wish  I  could  have 
photographed  it,  but  I  didn't.  This  man  has  a  long  black  coat,  and  he  has  a  black  top  hat.  Here 
we  are  in  this  little  boat,  coming  alongside  this  great  big  troop  transport  bringing  all  these 
marines  in  from  Korea,  and  the  transport's  going  up  and  down,  and  our  little  boat  is  all  over  the 
place. 

Well,  they've  got  a  rope  ladder,  a  Jacob's  ladder  hanging  over  the  side.  And  this  pilot  stands  up 
as  though  he  was  a  butterfly  somehow,  and  just  grabs  hold  of  this  rope  ladder  and  just  kind  of 
flits  up  the  ladder  effortlessly! 

Riess:       I  bet  you  wish  you'd  photographed  that! 


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Miller:       My  stomach  and  I  were  still  at  odds.  I  look  at  this  ladder,  and  I've  got  my  camera  bag  on  my 
shoulder.  I  wanted  to  get  up  there  and  photograph  these  guys  coming  in,  these  marines  coming 
in.  Things  are  bouncing  back  and  forth  and  I  throw  myself  at  that  rope  ladder  and  scramble  up 
to  the  top.  I  don't  know  how  I  got  there,  frankly,  without  losing  my  camera  equipment  or 
smashing  it  up,  but  I  did  get  there.  And  I  photographed  the  marines  approaching  the  San 
Francisco  harbor. 

Then,  because  my  assignment  was  to  photograph  the  return  of  these  fellows,  and  I  didn't  know 
what  this  return  was  going  to  be,  I  had  to  find  it.  So,  when  we  docked  I  was  one  of  the  first  off 
down  the  gangplank  so  I  could  get  down  there  and  photograph  these  fellows,  these  marines, 
coming  down  the  gangway.  And  I  got  down  there  and  here  we  are  inside  this  pier  structure, 
whatever  it  is,  filled  with  relatives,  friends,  wanting  to  greet  these  soldiers,  or  marines. 

I  spotted  one  young  woman  who  was  just  all  wound  up.  Her  man  was  coming  home,  and  she 
was  waiting  for  him.  So  I  turned  my  back  on  the  guys  coming  down  the  gangways,  and  spent 
time  photographing  her.  Because  I  felt  that  something's  going  to  happen  here.  And  sure 
enough,  with  the  help  of  a  girlfriend  she  jumps  over  the  fence  onto  the  area  where  these 
fellows  are  walking  out.  She  runs  up  to  her  man,  and  they  embrace,  and  it  was  just  lovely. 

I  photographed  some  more  of  the  fellows  coming  down.  And  at  this  point  a  fellow  who  was 
with  me,  a  reporter,  said,  "Wayne,  let's  go,  it's  all  over  with."  Because  you  know,  the  ship  was 
pretty  well  empty,  no  activity  around,  the  crowds  had  thinned,  disappeared.  I  said,  "I  just  want 
to  hang  on  here  for  a  while."  Milt's  his  name,  Milt  Orshefsky,  very  talented  reporter. 

I  said,  "No,  you  go  on,  I  want  to  stay  here  for  a  while."  He  said,  "Okay."  So  I  stayed  there. 
There  was  absolutely  no  one  around,  except  a  middle-aged  woman  standing  there,  looking  at 
this  ship.  I  walked  over  to  her,  and  I  said,  "Can  I  help  you?"  She  said  "No,  I  just  wanted  to  see 
the  ship  and  the  men  coming  home  that  would  be  with  my  son  if  he  was  coming  home."  I  said, 
"Would  you  like  to  go  aboard  and  look  at  the  ship?"  She  said,  "That  would  be  nice."  So  I  took 
her  up,  I  introduced  her  to  the  officer  on  the  quarter  deck,  explained  the  situation,  he  took  over 
and  gave  her  a  tour.  I  left  her  there. 

I  walked  down  the  gangplank,  gangway  we  called  it.  And  then  she  eventually  shows  up  and 
starts  walking  down  this  gangway  by  herself,  and  that  was  my  picture.  It's  a  nice  picture. 
Well,  this  is  an  example  of  the  evolution  and  the  development  of  a  thing  like  this,  you  never 
know  until  you  have  it.    But,  oh,  it's  such  a  good  feeling  when  you  do  have  it,  you  know. 

Riess:       Yes,  that's  a  great  example.  Milt,  the  reporter  you  were  with,  didn't  determine  what  you  were 
doing,  you  were  free  agents?  He  was  off  doing  other  things. 

Miller:       Well,  he  was  there  to  help  me  in  any  way  he  could.  Maybe  with  names  or  something  else. 
What  I  did  and  how  I  did  it  was  entirely  up  to  me. 

Milt  communicated  immediately  with  New  York  about  what  we'd  done  and  he  said,  "I'm  sorry, 
I  guess  we  don't  have  a  story."  He  didn't  see  it,  you  see,  he  didn't  understand.  He  thought  that 
what  I  was  doing,  evidently,  didn't  make  a  story  that  he  could  understand.  And  he  got  a 
telegram  back,  "Milt,  you've  never  been  so  wrong."  They  ran  it  as  a  lead  story,  a  news  story, 
you  see. 

Riess:       Oh,  that's  great. 


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Miller:       That  was  the  frosting  on  the  cake,  [laughter] 

[riffling  through  pages]  I  did  many  of  these  returning  people  stories. 
Riess:       And  here,  this  camp.  You  were  going  to  some  migrant  camps? 

Miller:       This  is  a  story  I  did  for  Ebony  magazine,  one  of  the  first  stories  ever  when  they  came  out—not 
the  first.  Ebony's  in  Chicago,  I'd  worked  for  them  before,  and  they'd  asked  me  to  do  a  story  on 
cotton  pickers  in  California  ["Migrant  workers  camp,  San  Joaquin  Valley,  1950"].  I  went 
down  to  this  area,  looked  around,  and  I  found  an  area  that  looked  good  so  I  spent  about  two 
days,  I  think,  down  there.  And  it  was  one  of  those  things,  kind  of  like  shooting  fish  in  a  barrel, 
everything  looks  good,  it's  so  easy  to  photograph. 

Riess:       Why  was  that? 
Miller:       Why  was  it  so  easy? 
Riess:       Yes. 

Miller:       I  don't  know.  Maybe  I  say  it's  so  easy  because  the  subject  matter  is  so  interesting.  That's  why 
it's  so  easy. 

Here's  a  union  meeting,  outside  a  union  hall  that  is  still  in  the  process  of  being  built.  This  is  at 
night,  and  it's  cold.  You  see  the  little  kids  here  are  cold,  they  don't  have  any  clothing.  And 
here's  a  union  organizer  here.  Also,  there's  a  mixture  of  ethnic  groups  here.  Whites  and 
blacks,  and  Hispanics,  they're  all  equal  in  this  one.  They're  all  suffering,  or  sharing  the  same 
kind  of  work.  And  the  father,  and  child  here  in  the  windy  day.  This  was  December,  I  recall, 
when  I  made  these  pictures.  Here's  more  of  the  same  thing  with  the  encampments,  with  the 
temporary  tents  put  up. 

This  picture— I  have  another  picture  of  a  couple  on  the  bed  where  she's  cleaning  her  fingernails 
and  this  man,  her  husband,  is  sitting  beside  her.  Sad,  sad  picture.  Sad  circumstance  in  that  he's 
sitting  there  at  the  end  of  the  day,  he'd  been  picking  cotton  and  he  comes  home  tired,  and  he 
can't  do  anything  at  night  because  he  can't  afford  to  buy  any  glasses.  But  his  wife  is,  in  effect, 
just  tolerating  him  because  she's  been  with  other  men  during  the  day,  just  kind  of  putting  up 
with  him  until  it's  time  to  go  to  sleep.  And  that  frustration  there  I  feel,  that  resignation  on  his 
face  was  just  tremendous. 

This  is  an  interesting  situation.  There's  probably  one  acre  of  land  in  the  middle  of  these  cotton 
fields,  adjacent  to  a  little  county  road.  And  there's  one  little  house  there,  a  little  tiny  frame 
house,  and  it  represented  the  realization  of  a  goal  that  every  cotton  picker,  every  migrant 
worker  has,  to  have  a  home.  This  man  had  a  home,  but  his  wife  died,  and  they  didn't  have  any 
children.  So  he  made  his  available  to  other  cotton  pickers.  I  think  he  had  something  like  three 
or  four  rooms  in  it,  and  he  had  three  or  four  families  there.  And  I  don't  think  he  charged  them 
anything  for  it. 

So  I  went  into  this  house,  I  made  some  pictures,  different  happenings  there.  Then  I  found  this 
one  room  where  I  made  this  picture  I  described  to  you.  But,  in  addition,  around  this  house  on 
this  one  acre,  there  was  room  for  other  activities,  which  were  tents  that  had  been  put  up.  And 


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shelters,  he  allowed  them  to  put  them  on  his  acre,  it  was  just  beautiful.  In  hindsight,  that 
should  have  been  my  story,  I  could  have  done  a  book  on  that,  you  know.  It  was  just  lovely. 

So  you  run  into  these  things,  stories.  When  you're  getting  involved  with  it,  you  want  to  cry 
because  of  the  richness  of  what  you're  seeing.  The  sharing,  the  suffering,  the  efforts  being 
made.  Sometimes  it  gets  pretty  hard  to  handle  that  sort  of  thing  and  still  make  pictures.  But 
you  know,  by  god,  you've  got  to  do  it.  Because  you  can't—the  next  day,  after  you  feel  better, 
you  can't  come  back  and  do  it.  It's  happening  right  then  and  you've  got  to  do  it  then. 

Riess:       And  "right  then"  you  think  they're  almost  too  exposed? 

Miller:       Well,  not  too  exposed.  Two  things.  One  is  that  you  don't  want  to  invade  the  privacy,  and 

secondly  is  that  what  you're  seeing  is  inside  of  you,  and  it  just  affects  you  to  the  point  that  it's 
hard  to  function  rationally,  because  you're  affected  by  these  feelings.  That's  the  kind  of  thing 
you  have  to  push  aside,  and  kick  yourself,  and  literally  say,  quit  fooling  around,  this  is  your 
job,  do  it. 

And  when  it  comes  to  invading  of  privacy,  if  you  act~if  one  acts  with  the  people  you're 
photographing,  it's  not  an  invasion  of  privacy.  But  if  you  act  as  a  spectator,  not  sharing  what 
they're  going  through,  then  I  think  it  is  invasion.  But  I've  found  that  when  the  subjects  realize 
you're  with  them,  it's  okay. 

I  did  a  story  of  a  hospital  fire  in  Effingham,  Illinois.  This  was  a  great  loss  of  life  in  this  small 
town,  of  patients  who  were  in  this  hospital.  I  got  there  a  day  or  two  after  the  fire.  Made  some 
pictures  of  the  ruins,  of  people  watching,  looking  at  the  ruins.  Again,  how  do  you  photograph 
the  fire?  It's  already  taken  place. 

So  I  learned  of  a  family  that  had—I  should  look  at  this  story  again,  tell  you— who  had  lost  a 
daughter  who  was  in  there,  was  going  to  have  a  baby.  Lost  the  daughter,  and  I  think  another 
relative.  I  started  photographing  this  family,  I  talked  to  them  about  it.  They  believed  my 
desire  was  to  seriously  show  their  sorrow.  And  I  was  there  for  about  a  day,  I  guess  it  was.  I 
was  photographing  the  family,  I  was  in  the  home  of  the  family,  getting  ready  for  the  funeral. 
Here  they  are  in  the  kitchen,  preparing  breakfast,  and  pulling  their  clothes  together.  Every 
once  in  a  while,  a  moment  would  happen  where  people— you'd  felt  that  all  of  the  sudden 
everything  in  the  kitchen  stopped,  and  you  were  thinking  about  the  daughter  or  the  sister. 
Very,  very  interesting  photographs. 

And  then  I  got  word  that  this  was  a  community  that  had,  I  think,  two  different  Catholic 
churches  in  it.  And  the  head  of  the  second  Catholic  church  told  the  sheriff  to  get  me  out  of 
town.  He  said  this  was  terrible,  intruding  upon  these  peoples'  lives.  And  he  was  really 
adamant.  I  had  that  threat  actively  in  my  mind  as  I  continued  working  with  this  family.  I  went 
into  church,  and  while  they  were  sitting  in  the  pews  I  photographed  them,  good  pictures,  too. 
And  this  other  priest  was  still  threatening  me.  But  their  priest  was  sympathetic.  I 
photographed  them  outside  their  home  all  lined  up  with  the  little  empty  spot  where  the 
daughter  would  have  been  standing. 

It  was  a  good  story.  But  overt  resentment  by  one  party,  and  acceptance  by  another— tough 
conditions  to  work  under,  where  you  are  knowingly  in  sensitive  territory.  So  that  ran  as  a  lead 
story  in  Life,  again  a  news  story. 


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Riess:       You've  said  that  sometimes  there's  a  story,  and  then  there's  another  story,  and  in  hindsight  you 
see  there  is  more  there.  I  wonder  if  as  you  got  more  experienced  you  got  more  right  on  the 
story? 

Miller:       You  never  know  until  it's  over  with.  You  never  know  until  she  kisses  you.  [laughter] 
Riess:       What  has  experience  counted  for?  A  lot? 

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Miller:       Experience  may  not  count  as  much  as  acuteness  or  sensitivity  for  me.  And  I  think  the  younger 
I  was  as  a  photographer,  the  more  sensitive  I  was  and  the  more  I  could  quickly  react  and  grab 
hold  of  things.  Photography  is  different  than  writing,  in  that  you  have  to  make  that  snap 
decision.  In  fact,  you  have  to  take  the  picture  before  you  make  the  decision  in  order  to  get  it. 
In  my  way,  in  my  work,  in  my  approach,  I've  been  trying  to  photograph  the  emotions,  and 
they're  so  fleeting.  So  the  sensitivities,  the  greater  they  are,  the  better  I'm  able  to  react. 

That  doesn't  mean  that  maturity  or  experience  doesn't  fit  in,  but  I  think  that's  a  quality  of 
youngness  which  is  very  important.  If  you  can  learn  early  on  to  make  use  of  that— I'm  talking 
about  this  kind  of  photography—if  you  can  learn  to  make  use  of  it  early  on  then  you  can  be 
more  successful  at  it.  Because  you  don't  think  twice,  you  just  do  it. 

Riess:       That  makes  me  ask  you  again  why  you  weren't  tempted  to  teach. 

Miller:       I  was  encouraged  to  teach  at  the  San  Francisco  Art  Institute.  And  other  people  were  teaching 
out  there.  It  just  wasn't  for  me.  I  may  be  too  selfish  to  be  a  good  teacher,  I  don't  know. 
Because  there  are  other  things  I  want  to  do. 

Riess:       Did  you  catch,  photographically,  the  beginnings  of  the  Beat  Generation? 

Miller:       Not  really.  I'd  photographed  the  demonstrations  over  there  at  Berkeley,  and  things  of  that 
nature,  but  I  wasn't  attracted  to  that  culture,  either  through  music  or  revolt  or  rebellion  of 
something  of  that  nature.  I  didn't  ever  feel  comfortable  with  it.  So,  I  photographed  many  of 
the  protests  and  what  not.  Some  people,  some  photographers  identify  with  it  and  do  a  swell 
job.  But  I  didn't  do  that. 

Riess:       [looking  in  the  book]  Now  you  had  gotten  to  this  one,  the  trailer  park  in  Richland,  Washington. 

Miller:       This  trailer  park  in  Richland,  this  is  the  way  people  were  living.  These  were  temporary 

workers  for  the  job.  I  think  there  was  a  downtick  in  the  economy  so  that  they  were  suffering 
many  problems  of  that  way  of  life.  Here  their  whole  life  is  in  this  trailer  they  might  be  living 
in,  and  when  the  jobs  peter  out  or  slow  down,  they're  trapped. 


Assignment:  Richard  Nixon.  Thoughts  on  Job  Tensions 


Riess:       Dick  Nixon,  he  was  a  California  story. 


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Miller:  Yes,  he  was.  He  was  a  senator,  he  was  running  for  vice-president  at  this  time  [1952].  I  think 
he'd  already  been  nominated  and  he's  visiting  his  hometown,  Whittier,  California. 

Riess:       That  one  by  Cornell  Capa?  ["Senator  Nixon  working  on  campaign  speech  in  hotel  room, 
Upstate  New  York,  1952"] 

Miller:       I'd  swear—I  was  going  to  say  that  was  my  picture.  I've  got  the  same  picture  from  a  different 
time,  when  the  slush  fund  blew  up.  I  was  with  him  in  Portland. 

Riess:       Were  you  with  the  presidential  photo  entourage? 

Miller:       Yes.  Well,  different  times.  During  the  campaigns  I  would  do  a  take  out  of  sorts,  like  with 

Nixon  and  with  Jimmy  Roosevelt  running  for  governor  here  in  California.  His  mother  was  out 
here  with  him.  I  spent  time  with  them  both  in  Los  Angeles  and  then  coming  up  here  on  the 
plane  to  campaign  here  in  the  Bay  Area. 

Riess:       Do  you  have  any  impressions  of  Nixon? 

Miller:       Yes,  I  do.  He's  really  a  determined  man,  that's  for  sure.  I  think  this  [time  of  photograph]  is 
before  his  slush  fund  built  up.  This  is  up  here  in  Portland,  Oregon,  I  think. 

Riess:       And  this  you  did  in  Whittier. 

Miller:  Whittier,  yes,  and  I  was  standing  on  the  curbside  while  motorcades  coming  by  and  Nixon  was 
there  and  all.  And  a  man  standing  beside  me  said  that  Nixon  was  part  of  his  law  firm  or  group. 
He  said,  "I'm  sure  happy  he  got  this  nomination,  we  wanted  to  get  that  son  of  a  bitch  out  of  the 
office."  [laughter] 

I  remember  Nixon  coming  back  to  California  after  he  was  nominated  [in  1956]  to  be  vice- 
president.  He  was  met  at  the  Oakland  Airport.  These  meetings  and  all  where  these  things 
happen,  these  are  politicians'  very  important  points,  because  the  press  is  there,  and  these 
happenings  are  terribly  important  to  them.  So  they  can  be  there  to  be  part  of  the  pictures.  And 
I  remember  riding  with  Goodie  Knight,  Goodwin  Knight,  who  was  governor  of  California  at 
the  time. 

We  were  seated  in  the  backseat  of  his  limousine  going  down  the  highway  someplace,  and  he 
said,  "I've  got  it  made,  all  my  money  is  in  gold  and  it's  in  the  bank,  so  I  don't  have  to  take 
anything  from  these  sons  of  bitches."  And  he  went  on  to  say,  referring  to  Nixon  coming  back 
from  being  nominated  and  being  met  at  the  airport,  he  explained  to  me  how  important  it  was, 
these  happenings,  to  be  there. 

And  he  said,  "You  know,  I  look  forward  to  this,  and  I  get  there,  and  you  know  that  son  of  a 
bitch,  his  people  wouldn't  even  let  me  be  close  to  him,  I  couldn't  get  in,  I  couldn't  be  there. 
The  Governor  of  the  State  of  California!"  He  went  on  to  say,  "You  know,  he'd  cut  his  mother's 
throat  and  throw  it  aside  if  it  helped  him."  He  was  bitter,  bitter.  Later  I  made  a  picture  of 
Nixon,  Goodie  Knight,  and  Knowland,  who  was  the  senator,  and  Earl  Warren,  who  I  guess  was 
on  the  Supreme  Court  at  this  time.  All  four  of  them,  each  one  of  them  hating  Nixon  and  some 
of  the  others  more  than  you  could  describe.  And  here  they  are,  standing  there  with  their  arms, 
like  four  old  alums,  posing  for  the  magazine.  Just  smiling  and  all! 


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Riess:  Yes,  it's  interesting,  isn't  it.  They're  professional  politicians,  they're  good  at  it.  But  opening  the 
paper  in  the  morning,  seeing  a  picture  of  Bush,  Putin,  Sharon,  you  really  want  to  look  into  the 
picture  to  get  some  sense  of  the  individuals,  and  how  they  can  be  in  the  same  room  together. 

Miller:       You  want  to  know  what  to  know  what's  really  going  on.  Well,  the  camera  fails  there.  Or  at 
least,  I  don't  know  how  it  might  otherwise  be  handled. 

Riess:       This  book  about  the  fifties  includes  an  essay  by  John  Chancellor  and  he  says,  about  the  fifties, 
"The  country  felt  young,  full  of  promise,  you  knew  where  things  stood  and  who  you  were. 
There  were  children  everywhere."  And,  "Sexually,  Americans  were  drawn  as  tight  as  strings 
on  a  crossbow." 

Miller:       Well,  that's  a  good  phrase.  And  in  hindsight,  yes,  but  it's  a  little  hard  to  get  these  things  at  the 
time. 

Riess:       "Cities  were  starting  to  fall  apart  and  suburbs  were  filling  up."  "The  youth  culture  was  on  its 
way." 

Miller:       Yes,  well,  I  think  Chancellor  does  this  in  hindsight.  Nice  man,  though. 

Riess:       Okay.  In  an  article  I  read,  Richard  Pollard,  then  bureau  chief  of  Life  out  here,  says  he 
remembers  working  with  you  on  news  stories  and  said,  "Wayne  may  be  high-strung 
emotionally,  but  on  a  news  story  he's  sure  composed  and  aggressive."16 

What's  the  "high-strung  emotionally?"  Is  he  referring  to  what  you've  just  exemplified  about 
getting  so  involved  in  your  story?  Why  does  he  say  that? 

Miller:       I  think  he  may  be  talking  about  how  I  may  act  in  the  presence  of  some  of  these  stories,  but 
inside  I'm  functioning  in  a  rational  manner.  I  think  that's  probably  what  he's  referring  to. 
Because  I  can,  well,  be  very  active  and  aggressive  but  still  be  responsible  for  being  able  to 
work. 

I  remember  one  time  in  New  Delhi,  we'd  been  with  Eisenhower  on  his  trip  he  made  through 
North  Africa  and  France  and  even  to  Afghanistan  and  India.  This  was  in  India,  and  following 
the  press.  The  White  House  press  group  had  an  Air  Force  Two.  They  would  be  flying  in  that 
plane.  And  there  would  be  a  pool  photographer  flying  with  the  president  in  Air  Force  One. 
But  all  of  us  were  there  in  the  other  plane.  We'd  have  to  be  up  early  to  be  ready  for  the  job,  and 
then  we'd  work  hard  all  day  long  pushing  and  pulling  with  crowds,  struggling  to  get  some— 
[interruption  from  outside]. 

And  we  would  have  to  take  care  of  our  equipment  and  write  our  captions  and  organize  things 
for  the  next  day.  So,  invariably  we  would  have  about  two  hours  sleep  every  night.  And  during 
the  day  we'd  be  running  alongside  the  president's  car,  so  physically  terribly  exhausting.  Other 
times  we'd  be  riding  in  the  back  of  a  big  truck,  a  three  or  five  ton  truck  which  looks  like  a  great 
big  construction  truck.  So  we  have  to  run  back  and  get  there  in  time  to  be  ready  to  precede 
him  to  the  next  stop.  It's  exhausting,  and  in  this  case  it's  very  hot. 


16."Focus  on  Wayne  Miller"  by  Carol  Schwalberg,  Popular  Photography,  March  1967. 


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Well,  I  remember  this  one  time  I  got  back  there-and  we'd  all  been  working  together, 
photographers,  we  help  each  other  out,  you  have  to.  And  for  some  of  these  choice  places 
you'll  swap  off  now  and  then.  I  get  back  there,  and  I  find  there's  two  fresh  Life  photographers 
who  haven't  been  on  this  trip  before,  that  have  been  shipped  in  by  Life,  sitting  there  in  those 
choice  spots.  And  behind  them,  inside  the  truck,  standing  on  the  same  bed  of  the  truck,  is  the 
bureau  chief,  or  a  senior  reporter,  I  think  from  Washington  or  New  York,  who  had  brought 
these  fellows  out.  He  hadn't  been  on  this  trip  before.  The  photographers  would  be  all  plugged 
into  that,  lowered  into  there,  and  would  precede  the  president  so  that  we  could  photograph  his 
motorcade.  In  a  truck  like  this,  there  are  a  few  places  that  are  more  advantageous  than  others, 
for  a  photographer.  So  you  fight  for  those  places.  I've  ridden  in  a  lot  of  those  trucks. 

Anyway,  here  we  are  in  New  Delhi,  and  invariably  when  the  president  lands  in  a  new  country, 
he's  received  by  the  hometown  king  or  president.  In  this  case,  he  was  in  this  headquarters,  or 
whatever  it  is,  in  New  Delhi.  He  was  in  there,  paying  his  respects,  and  we  were  there 
photographing  him.  Then  we  have  to  run  back  after  this,  we  have  to  run  back  to  our  trucks 
while  he  just  walks  out  the  front  door  and  gets  into  his  limousine  there. 

I  got  back  there  first,  one  of  the  first  to  get  back  there,  and  I  immediately  sized  up  what  had 
happened.  I  had  three  cameras  around  my  neck,  I  think,  one  with  a  telephoto  lens  on  it.  And  I 
took  this  camera  off  of  my  neck,  with  this  long  lens  on  it,  grabbed  hold  of  the  front  of  this 
guy's  shirt  with  my  camera  in  my  other  hand.  I  said,  "You  get  these  guys  out  of  here  or  I'm 
going  to  smash  this  right  in  your  face."  They  got  out.  But  our  tensions  on  this  sort  of  a  thing 
are  real.  This  may  be  an  example  of  what  Dick  Pollard's  talking  about,  I  get  excited.  These 
tensions  can  become  very  real. 

Riess:       Photographers  are  sometimes  perceived  as  being  pushy  and  all  over  the  place.  And  that  must 
be  a  hard  perception  to  live  with,  too. 

Miller:       Well,  we  were  in  Morocco,  and  Eisenhower,  the  president,  was  in  there  visiting  with  the  king 
or  president  of  Morocco,  whoever  it  was.  And  then  we  were  invited  in  to  make  our  pictures. 
We  kind  of  come  in  like  a  mass  of  people,  and  this  one  fellow  from  Life,  a  young,  aggressive 
photographer,  very  good,  but  his  personality  when  he  gets  under  pressure  gets  a  little  much,  he 
was  using  a  wide-angle  lens,  which  means  you  can't  stand  in  the  back  of  the  room  and  do  a 
close-up  of  these  people  sitting  on  a  couch. 

So  what  he  does~we  were  all  fighting  for  space  around  what  limited  space  we  had,  and  he  gets 
out  in  front  of  all  of  us,  in  order  to  make  use  of  his  wide-angle  lens  up  close.  After  that  was 
over,  outside  I  said,  "Paul,  if  you  do  this  once  more,  I'll  put  my  foot  right  in  the  middle  of  your 
back  and  you're  going  to  be  sitting  in  Eisenhower's  lap."  He  didn't  do  that  again.  Because  I 
could  do  that  and  nobody  would  see  it,  it  could  happen.  But  the  point  is,  you  talk  about  the 
pushing  and  pulling,  yes,  it  gets  to  be  pretty  physical  at  times. 


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Other  Bay  Area  Photographers 


Riess:       New  subject,  Wayne.  Who  did  you  find  sympathetic  in  the  photography  world  here?  I've  got 
a  bunch  of  names,  Morley  Baer,  John  Gutmann,  Jack  Welpott,  Wynn  Bullock,  Pirkle  Jones, 
Ansel  Adams,  Imogen  Cunningham? 

Miller:       I  can  give  you  squibs  on  each  of  them,  I  suppose.  Welpott  I  didn't  know.  Pirkle  I  knew 

through  Dorothea  Lange,  when  he  did  lab  work  for  her.  Very  nice  man  and  his  wife,  Ruth- 
Marion  Baruch  Jones. 

Photographers  are,  I  don't  know,  maybe  some  photographers  have  close  relationships  with 
other  photographers.  But  in  a  working  photographer  group  I  don't  believe  we  do.  We  know 
each  other's  work,  we  may  see  them  on  assignments,  we  share  assignments  sometimes.  But  to 
be  relaxed  and  carry  on  a  social  relationship,  I  don't  know,  in  my  world  that  didn't  take  place. 

Henri  Cartier-Bresson  mentioned  one  time  that  photographers  are  kind  of  like  ships  that  pass 
in  the  night  and  they  go,  "toot,  toot,  toot"  as  they  go  by.  That  doesn't  mean  that  we  don't  know 
each  other  well.  I've  met  photographers  face  to  face  that  I've  never  met  before,  and  we  throw 
our  arms  around  each  other  in  mutual  respect.  We  feel  close,  and  have  been  good  friends  even 
though  we  haven't  met.  That's  happened  to  me  many  times. 

Riess:       So  among  any  of  these  out  here? 

Miller:       Well,  in  relationship  to  that,  I'm  saying  that  I  didn't  spend  time  with  any  of  these  people.  I'd 
met  them.  Like  Ansel,  I've  been  with  him  maybe  three  or  four  or  five  times.  Maybe  more,  but 
I  don't  remember  them.  With  Ansel,  I  don't  share  those  warm  relationships.  Professional,  yes. 
He's  a  different  world,  different  concerns,  or  interests.  He's  not  interested  in  photojournalism. 
I  suppose  he  might  think  that  it  was  sacrilegious  to  use  these  good  photographic  materials  on 
such  subject  matter  as  photojournalism.  He  was  a  very  sweet  man  and  a  very  generous  man, 
but  it's  just  a  different  field  of  activity. 

Minor  White  falls  in  the  same  category,  Imogen  also.  These  people  out  here  are  by  and  large 
of  a  different  world  than  my  world  of  photojournalism. 

Riess:       You  refer  to  yourself  as  a  working  photographer.  These  are  not  working  photographers? 
Miller:       Not  in  my  terminology,  no.  Who  else? 
Riess:       John  Gutmann? 

Miller:       I  knew  John  very  slightly.  Met  him  a  couple  times,  one  time  was  on  a  street  comer  on  San 

Francisco.  Another  time  was  on  the  telephone,  I  congratulated  him  on  an  exhibit,  and  I  think 
we  were  involved  and  would  meet  periodically.  Exceptional  photographer,  but  I  never  got  to 
know  him,  no. 

You  see,  in  San  Francisco,  the  Bay  Area,  there  weren't  many  out  here  concerned  with 
photojournalism.  Or  they  would  be  teaching.  Most  every  one  of  those  people  you  mentioned 
had  been  teachers.  That  was  their  fallback  position,  including  Morley  Baer.  Morley  Baer, 
before  he'd  been  teaching,  was  a  very  successful  architectural  photographer,  very  good.  But 


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out  here,  and  I'm  talking  about  the  Bay  Area,  photography  has  been—call  it  the  fine  arts,  or 
architecture,  or  food  photography,  but  people  to  do  assignments  other  than  in  those  fields,  they 
didn't  seem  to  be  out  here.  I  know  that  there  used  to  be  some  in  advertising.  Fred  Lyon, 
exceptional  in  advertising  work,  illustrator. 

Riess:       How  about  anybody  at  the  Chronicle  who  was  good? 

Miller:       I  don't  know,  I  didn't  keep  in  touch  with  those  people.  Except  on  assignments  I'd  see  them 

once  in  a  while,  you  know.  But  even  that,  you  see,  so  many  of  my  assignments  were  not  local. 

Riess:       And  did  you  stay  in  touch  with  Dorothea? 

Miller:       Oh  yes.  Dorothea  was  so  gracious,  she  invited  us  into  her  family.  We  would  be  invited  to 
some  of  her  Thanksgiving  parties  and  festivals  and  Christmases.  She  was  a  very  warm, 
concerned  woman.  I  say  concerned,  and  obviously  about  her  subject  matter  in  photography, 
but  also  concerned  with  her  family.  I  don't  know  what  else  I  can  say  about  her.  If  we  get  Joan 
to  involve  me  to  trigger  something  here  I  could  put  it  into  words— there  have  been  gifts  to  Joan 
and  our  children  from  Paul  and  Dorothea's  East  Asian  trip.  But  more  doesn't  come  to  me  right 
now. 

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World  Trade  Center  BombinetQ/lLand  Photographing  War 


Miller:       [responding  to  question  about  where  he  was  on  September  1 1 ,  200 1 ,  to  learn  about  the 

bombing  of  the  World  Trade  Center]  I  was  in  a  sidewalk  cafe  in  Aries,  France,  and  a  waiter 
came  over  to  our  table  and  told  Joan  and  me  that  we  ought  to  go  look  at  television.  He  didn't 
speak  English  more  than  that.  So  we  went  back  to  the  hotel,  which  was  just  a  block  away,  and 
watched  it  on  television,  together  with  a  tour  group  that  had  been  going  down  a  river,  or 
someplace,  on  a  barge,  and  they  came  ashore  to  watch  this.  We  joined  them,  and  watched 
those  incredible  photographs  of  the  Trade  Center  collapsing.  And  also  being  hit  by  the  second 
plane. 

It's  fascinating  that  cameras  were  focused  on  this  area  at  the  time.  As  I  think  you've  probably 
heard,  the  first  one  was  photographed  because  somebody  was  in  that  area  photographing  that 
immediate  area.  And  they  just  moved  their  camera  up  when  they  saw  this  plane  coming.  And 
caught  it. 

Well,  it  was  a  horrifying  experience  seeing  that,  just  unbelievable.  It  was  hard  to  comprehend 
what  was  taking  place;  we  could  see  it  with  our  eyes,  but  to  comprehend  it  was  something  else. 
It  was  devastating  to  the  dozen  or  so  people,  and  Joan  and  me,  watching  it.  But  I  must  say,  it 
was  so  unreal  that  it  didn't  have  much  impact  for  me.  On  me.  And  it  made  me  think  of  other 
situations  I've  been  exposed  to,  during  World  War  II,  and—it  happens,  those  things  happen.  It 
wasn't  the  end  of  the  world,  it  just  happened,  and  you  go  on.  The  loss  of  life  was  terrible,  but 
there  have  been  greater  losses  of  life  in  tragedies.  Maybe  not  as  immediate  as  that. 

The  surreal  quality  was  where  the  impact  came  in  my  mind.  Also  that  they  had  breached  the 
security,  the  cocoon  that  most  of  us  walk  with;  we  no  longer  had  that  security.  I've  been 
thinking  about  it  since  then  and  realize  that  the  5,000  people  or  6,000  people  that  were  killed 
in  that  that  every  year  we  drive  our  automobiles  that  40,000  or  more  people  are  killed  in 
automobiles.  And  we  don't  register  that,  and  it  doesn't  have  an  impact  on  us.  I  remember 
during  World  War  II,  you  knew  you  could  be  injured  or  killed,  but  somehow  because  you're 
not  killed  you've  kind  of  dodged  the  bullet.  In  peacetime,  if  we  call  this  peacetime,  we  dodge 
the  bullet  every  time  we  drive  an  automobile.  Or  cross  the  street. 

Riess:       Or  fly  a  plane. 

Miller:       That's  right.  And  so  I  don't  know.  It's  a  tragedy.  I  must  say  I  have  a  great  respect,  if  I  can  say 
that,  for  this  guy  bin  Laden  to  have  pulled  this  off.  It's  fantastic  to  have  figured  out  how  to  do 
this  and  to  make  use  of  the  very  tools  of  his  enemy  to  destroy  his  enemy.  That  to  me  is  a 
masterful  approach  to  this  whole  thing.  It  makes  him  more  dangerous  because  of  this  devious 


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quality  of  his  way  of  thinking.  It's  frightening.  Frightening.  But  we'll  go  on,  our  life  will  go 
on.  Interesting  to  see  how  fast  this  is  cooling  down,  as  far  as  public  reaction  goes.  This  will 
cool  down,  and  it  will  be  supplanted  by  another  problem.  I  think  that  younger  people  who 
haven't  had  the  experiences  that  an  older  person  has,  the  impact  on  them  will  be  much  greater. 

Riess:       Your  children,  your  grandchildren,  are  they  more  frightened?  Terrorized,  in  other  words? 

Miller:       Well,  we  were  traveling,  Joan  and  I,  with  our  granddaughter,  twenry-six-year-old 

granddaughter.  And  her  father,  David,  was  in  touch  with  her  by  email,  and  he  kept  telling  her 
to  be  careful  how  she  was  reacting,  not  to  bring  any  additional  attention  to  herself  as  being  an 
American—this  was  in  Paris  when  we  were  going  back  and  forth  with  email.  Just  to  be  careful. 
But  I  must  say  that  she  was  really  flipped  out,  you  might  say,  she  was  close  to  the  edge  of 
panic  by  thinking  that  her  world  was  coming  to  an  end,  or  our  world  was  coming  to  an  end. 
That  the  value  of  the  dollar  would  sink  and  we  wouldn't  have  any  economic  ability  to  leave 
France  because  we  wouldn't  have  any  money.  All  the  airplanes  would  go  down.  She  hit  the 
panic  button.  Now  I  don't  think  that  she  is  necessarily  representative  of  that  age  American 
girl,  but  she  was  strongly  influenced  by  this. 

Riess:       In  your  photography,  in  your  life,  had  you  any  experience  with  radical  fundamentalism? 
Given  that  this  is  a  kind  of  religious  war. 

Miller:       In  a  manner  of  speaking,  yes,  I  think  That's  what  the  Japanese  kamikaze  bombers  were.  It's  a 
direct  overlay  on  this  immediate  situation,  this  story.  They  were  dressed  in  ceremonial  robes 
that  their  loved  ones,  mothers,  sisters,  wives,  had  stitched  with  prayers  on  the  sashes  they 
wore. 

I  remember  one  time,  I  forget  what  carrier  it  was,  maybe  it  was  the  U.S.S.  Saratoga,  a 
kamikaze  came  in— a  bright  sunny  day— came  in  riding  with  the  sun  behind  him.  And  he 
missed  the  carrier  and  hit  the  water  behind  the  carrier.  A  beautiful  blue  sky  like  a  cruise  ship 
situation,  and  here  this  fellow  plopped  into  the  water,  and  his  body  kind  of  exploded  from  the 
water.  Maybe  it  was  a  seat  ejection  or  something,  I  don't  know.  Anyway,  fully  clothed  in  his 
ceremonial  gown,  he  popped  up  out  of  the  plane  and  went  back  into  the  water  when  it 
exploded.  It  was  eerie,  a  surreal  situation. 

I  was  exposed  to  kamikaze  planes  in  and  around  different  battle  actions  in  the  Philippine 
Island  invasions.  But  these  things  are  so  aberrant,  at  least  in  my  mind  and  my  experiences,  it's 
hard  to  grasp  the  reality.  So  the  fear  is  not  there.  Fear  is  there,  sure,  but  it's  a  different  kind  of 
thing  than  somebody  walking  up  to  you  with  a  gun  in  their  hand.  Because  this  is  unreal. 
That's  what  I'm  trying  to  say. 

Riess:       You  mentioned  the  videotape.  I  wonder  if  being  able  to  see  it  instantly  on  television  almost 
contributes  to  its  being  unreal?  Because  it's  so  much  like  a  movie. 

Miller:       Yes,  and  it  was  so  well  done.  It  could  have  been  done  as  a  commercial  on  these  t.v.  replays. 

Riess:       Your  wartime  assignment  was  to  bring  home  to  America  the  look  of  war,  and  now,  It's  really 
different  now,  isn't  it? 

Miller:       Yes,  it  is  different.  If  I  had  been  there,  I  don't  know  what  I  could  have  photographed  or  would 
have  wanted  to  photograph.  I  could  have  photographed  the  reaction  of  the  people  to  the 


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happening.  That's  all  I  could  photograph,  really.  Because  t.v.  was  doing  such  a  splendid  job. 
I  mean,  you  have  the  movie  camera  doing  such  a  splendid  job  of  photographing.  But  to  show 
the  individual  reactions  to  it,  I  don't  see  how  I  could  have  made  pictures  that  would  have  been 
unique  to  that  moment.  It  would  have  been  no  different  than  an  earthquake,  or  a  hurricane,  or 
something  coming  through,  or  any  other  kind  of  a  frightening  thing.  I  don't  know  how 
photographs  could  have  described  or  captured  those  qualities  that  were  peculiar  to  that 
moment.  It's  baffling  to  me. 

Riess:       There  have  been  so  many  photographs  of  groups  of  people  at  the  funerals  of  the  victimes  since 
then.  They  try  to  photograph  the  emotions. 

Miller:       Well,  it  becomes  the  same  picture.  I  just  don't  know  how  it  can  do  other  than  just  repeat  the 
same  moment.  And  I  think  part  of  it  is  that  we  just  can't  understand  what  happened.  I  mean, 
if  we  could  better  understand  it,  then  we  could  better  photograph  it.  But,  for  me,  I'm  at  a  loss 
as  to  how  to  do  it. 

It  isn't  the  loss  of  life,  perse,  that  I  think  is  the  terrifying  thing.  I  think  that  the  terrifying  thing 
is  that  all  of  the  sudden  we're  vulnerable.  That  sense  of  vulnerability  is  the  frightening  aspect 
of  it.  I  ran  across  some  figures  the  other  day  that  during  the  Civil  War,  the  Battle  of  Antietam, 
more  people  were  killed  in  one  day  than  were  killed  in  seven  years  of  the  Vietnam  War.  So 
when  it  comes  to  tragedy,  that's  hard  to  top  that  one.  But  we're  now  involved  in  the  old  FDR 
phrase,  "all  we  have  to  fear  is  fear  itself."  Anyway. 


A  Conversation  about  Intentions 


Riess:       One  of  the  things  I  sent  you,  I'll  just  take  that  as  a  little  segue,  was  the  article  by  Greil  Marcus 
that  I  Xeroxed  from  the  New  York  Times  about  a  photographer  named  John  Cohen.17  Have 
you  heard  of  him? 

Miller:       I've  heard  the  name,  but  I  don't  identify  with  him  one  way  or  another. 

Riess:  Well,  in  the  article,  it  makes  a  point  about  how  we  look  at  New  York  City  through  the  eyes  of 
Helen  Levitt,  and  at  other  towns  through  Walker  Evans's  eyes.  We  look  at  the  highway  and  so 
on  through  the  eyes  of  Robert  Frank.  And  the  article  says  that  those  photographers,  "whatever 
their  claims  of  artlessness,  knew  what  they  were  looking  for." 

Miller:       I  can't  relate  to  that  kind  of  a  thing,  that  they  knew  what  they  were  looking  for.  You  don't 
know  what  you're  looking  for  until  you  see  it.  That's  the  fun  of  photography,  is  to  be 
continuously  surprised  or  excited  by  whatever  you  might  see  again,  new  things.  And  to  be 
able  to  see  new  things  is  the  thrill  of  photography.  I  think  photography  encourages  that  kind  of 
thinking. 

Riess:       It's  contrasting  those  people  with  John  Cohen,  who  argues  that  the  picture  exists  "outside  of 
the  photographer's  intentions."  I  guess  it's  that  talkiness  about  photography  that  you  probably 

17. Insert  from  Interview  7. 

IS. New  York  Times,  November  18,  2001. 


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get  a  little  tired  of  and  Greil  Marcus  is  somebody  who  might  be  guilty  of  that.  Anyway,  "the 
photographer  will  only  ever  capture  part  of  the  picture  that  he  or  she  thinks  he  or  she  has 
found."  It  goes  on  to  say  that  "the  photographer's  best,  most  fully-realized  pictures  are  also  his 
or  her  most  inscrutable,"  and  that  photography  "helplessly  records  but  cannot  translate,"  that 
"pictures  mock  the  one  who  took  them." 

Miller:  Well,  I  don't  know  what  that  last  phrase  means,  but  inscrutable,  I  can  understand  that.  I  make 
a  photograph  in  trying  to  better  understand  what  is  going  on,  trying  to  capture  something  that's 
new  that  I  feel  there. 

Riess:       And  then  when  you  actually  look  back  into  it,  when  you  actually  see  the  photograph,  do  you 
find  it  raises  more  questions? 

Miller:       Sometimes  I  feel  that  I  missed  it  completely.  But  once  in  a  while  I'd  say,  I  got  some  of  that  in 
there.  I  think  about  some  of  the  Chicago  black  pictures—one  comes  to  my  mind  of  a  young 
woman  sitting  at  a  bar,  waiting  for  her  man  to  show  up.  The  loneliness  there,  I  felt  that  and  I 
got  some  of  it  in  that  picture. 

Well,  this  photograph  [in  newspaper  article]  is  good,  it's  excellent  in  the  fact  that  it's  not  so 
literal,  it's  good  in  that  regard,  it  lets  the  viewer  fill  in  those  meanings  that  add  to  its  weight. 
It's  swell  in  that  regard. 

I  find  that  talking  about  photographs,  I  don't  enjoy  doing  that. 
Riess:       Talking  about  your  own  photographs? 

Miller:       Or  anybody  else's.  Just  talking  about  photography  I  don't  particularly  enjoy.  I  don't  know 

why.  And  talking  about  the  meaning  in  a  photograph,  or  how  well  it  captured  this,  or  what's  it 
trying  to  say?  God,  almighty!  As  far  as  I'm  concerned,  I  don't  know  what  it  is,  I  just  don't. 
Some  people  can  talk  a  photograph  to  death,  or  talk  a  situation  to  death.  In  my  mind  it 
destroys  it.  You  can't  ever  revisit  that  subject  or  that  moment  without  feeling,  "Well,  I've  been 
there."  It's  just  destroyed  that  opportunity,  for  one.  Some  people  just  enjoy  that  sort  of— I  don't 
know  how  to  express  it,  they  just  talk  it  to  death.  That  doesn't  mean  it  doesn't  have  a  value, 
but  for  me  and  the  way  I  look  at  things,  it  throws  cold  water  on  it. 

Riess:       It  does.  That's  what  critics  seem  to  do,  inadvertently. 

Miller:       And  an  extreme  of  that  is  where  I'd  have  photographs  published,  maybe  in  a  photography 

magazine  or  something,  and  the  editors  would  make  up  a  caption  for  it,  as  to  what  I  was  trying 
to  photograph,  how  well  I  had  "captured"  these  feelings.  I  don't  know  that  editor,  he  doesn't 
know  me,  he  has  no  idea,  just  pure  spin  on  his  part  to  say  something  like  that.  To  me  it's  just 
insulting,  and  it  degrades  the  whole  concept  of  one's  effort,  for  somebody  else  to  have  to 
explain  what  was  in  that,  why  I  took  that  picture. 

Riess:       Ideally,  there  would  be  no  caption? 
Miller:       Well,  it  could  have  a  caption  to  say  that  it  was  made  in  Hoboken  or  something. 

I  think  I  showed  you  some  captions  I  had  for  the  birth  pictures  that  appeared  in  US  Camera 
Annual.  Didn't  I  show  that  to  you?  This  was  the  series  I'd  done  of  Joan  going  through  labor. 


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US  Camera  Annual  insisted  on  having  a  caption.  They'd  telephone  me  and  send  me 
telegrams:  "We  have  to  have  a  caption." 

[tape  interruption] 

Miller:       [looking  at  notes]  I  tried  to  start  writing  day  by  day,  something  that  took  place,  and  these  are 
some  of  those  drafts.  Some  are  my  meanderings,  others  Joan  had  written  down  of  what  I'd 
expose.  These  are  1946,  1947.  These  are  actually  done  during  that  period.  These  were  not  for 
any  purpose  other  than  just  a  log,  in  effect,  of  what  was  taking  place. 

Riess:       Joan  has  been  your  collaborator  in  more  ways  than  I  know. 

Miller:       She  was  always  desirous  and  willing  to  help  any  time  I  wanted  help.  Part  of  my  problem  was 
that  I  had  difficulty  wanting  to  be  helped,  or  knowing  how  to  ask  for  help.  When  she  did  offer 
help,  I'm  sure  I  was  hyper-critical  of  it,  that's  who  I  was  and  am.  It  made  it  difficult  to  work 
along,  I  was  always  kind  of  a  lone  operator,  a  lone  wolf  or  call  it  what  you  will.  It  was  difficult 
for  me  to  know  how  to  work  with  someone  else. 

Riess :       Hyper-critical  of  yourself  as  well? 

Miller:       Oh  yes,  very  much  so.  I  couldn't  tolerate  when  I  would  make  mistakes  and  screw  up,  it  was 
hard  for  me.  I  did  my  best  to  keep  sharp  and  not  make  mistakes.  She's  been  very  helpful.  I 
guess  in  hindsight,  when  I  get  along  better  with  myself,  she's  most  helpful.  I  can  take 
photographs  and  show  them  to  her  and  ask  what  she  thinks  about  this  or  that,  and  she  will,  I 
think,  be  able  to  say,  I  don't  see  anything  here,  or  this  one  I  like,  or  these  two  work  together.  Of 
course  it's  hard  to  know  what  I  have  in  mind  when  I  ask  her  a  question  like  that.  It's  a 
minefield  for  anybody  trying  to  react  to  a  question  like  that,  a  request.  When  it  comes  to  my 
writing  something,  asking  her  to  critique  it,  she's  exceptionally  good  on  that,  and  can  get  me  to 
think  more  clearly  and  to  find  better  ways  of  expressing  things. 


9/11  Images 


Riess:       Wayne,  I  have  been  sending  you  a  lot  of  stuff  from  the  New  York  Times.  Originally  we  were 
going  to  meet  in  November  when  you  were  just  back  from  Chicago,  and  then  you  were  ill. 
Meanwhile  the  world  has  been  overwhelmed  with  photographs  from  September  1 1th.  For 
instance,  the  exhibition,  "Here  is  New  York."  One  of  the  newspaper  articles  pointed  out  that 
Magnum  photographers  were  all  over  the  place  because  on  September  1 1th  they  had  just  been 
in  New  York  for  their  annual  meeting. 

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Miller:       Yes,  they  were  there  for  one  reason  or  another.  In  some  ways,  when  something  like  that 

happens  it's  kind  of  like  being  a  conditioned  fire-horse,  you  begin  to  move  and  think,  "I've  got 
to  go  and  be  a  part  of  this  sort  of  thing."  In  hindsight,  I  think  I'm  sort  of  glad  I  wasn't  there. 
Because  it  was  an  impossible  kind  of  subject  to  photograph  I  think. 


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I've  seen  a  good  number  of  those  pictures,  I  saw  the  ["Here  is  New  York"]  exhibit  at  the 
University  [in  the  School  of  Journalism].  Have  you  been  to  see  that? 

Riess:       Yes. 

Miller:       Yet  I'd  be  hard-put  to  find  six  pictures  that  really  told  the  story  of  that. 
Riess:       "Really  told  the  story."  What  are  you  asking  of  that  picture? 

Miller:       I  don't  know,  I  just  don't  know.  The  airplanes  hitting  the  towers,  that's~but  in  human  terms, 
what  photographs  express  it  in  human  terms,  the  horror  of  it?  The  surprise.  I  didn't  see  them. 
I  saw  lots  of  pictures,  obviously,  but  I  can't  find—there  were  a  couple  of  pictures  there  that 
were  good.  I  remember  one  picture  of  a  man  standing  in  the  middle  of  all  this  chaos,  holding 
up  a  picture,  in  front  of  him.  Obviously,  he'd  lost  that  person,  that  person  was  missing  in  this 
happening.  Somehow  or  other  that  was  closer  to  expressing  the  horror  of  it  than  any  of  the 
other  pictures  that  I  saw. 

This  is  a  very  personal  reaction  on  my  part,  and  evaluation.  You  see  all  this  stuff,  sure,  lots  of 
grief,  well  not  grief,  lots  of  activity  and  dirt  and  chaos,  people  with  stretchers  and  carrying 
people  and  all  this  and  that.  But  none  of  them  seemed  to  reach  in  there  and  grab  hold  of  what 
happened.  I  missed  that.  If  I'd  been  there  with  my  camera  I  would  have  been  looking  for  that. 
What  can  I  photograph  that  says  the  horror  or  the  magnitude  of  all  of  this.  I  would  have  been 
stressed  out,  certainly,  trying  to  find  that,  but  not  just  recording  what  we  saw,  that  kind  of  thing 
of  smoke  and  debris  and  people  pushing  and  people  crying. 

Riess:       It  seems  like  the  emotion  they  were  trying  to  capture  was  of  the  triumph  of  the  spirit.  A 

picture  like  this  [a  woman  feeding  her  baby  on  a  rooftop  terrace  with  the  smoking  towers  of 
the  World  Trade  Center  in  the  background],  what's  that  picture  saying? 

Miller:       Well,  factually,  let's  see.  There's  this  smoke  and  stuff  in  the  background  and  here's  a  woman 
on  the  rooftop,  and  her  child  there.  She's  nicely  dressed  and  all,  and  the  baby  looks  fine  and 
all.  She  might  be  feeding  it  or  something.  A  photograph  should  say  more  than  it  does,  the 
photograph  is  mumbling  rather  than  saying,  This  is  a  fact. 

Riess:       This  series  [shows  Miller]— the  cameraman  [Evan  Fairbanks],  who  did  the  first  video. 

Miller:       Well,  these  are  interesting  photographs,  but  again,  they  didn't  capture  that  nerve  end  and  say, 
"This  is  what  it's  all  about,  this  is  what  it  is." 

Riess:       Let's  go  back  to  another  disaster.  When  you  think  of  World  War  II,  what  one  or  two  pictures 
totally  capture  it  and  say,  "This  is  what  it  was  about." 

Miller:       Well,  that's  why  the  Rosenfeld  [Joe  Rosenthal]  picture  is  so  well  accepted,  raising  the  flag  on 
Iwo  Jima.  I  can't  think  right  offhand  of  other  things—the  pictures  that  Gene  Smith  made  of  a 
GI  taking  a  small  baby  out  of  a  cave,  lifting  it,  raising  it  up  to  another  soldier.  I  just  don't 
know.  I  missed  an  awful  lot  of  those  photographs  because  I  was-. 

Riess:       It  sounds  like  what  you're  looking  for  is  something  about  the  human  spirit. 


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Miller:       Well,  its  meaning  in  relationship  not  to  tons  of  debris  or  to  amounts  of  ammunition,  but  its 
meaning  to  fellow  humans,  yes.  I  remember  having  almost  the  same  conversation  with 
Edward  Steichen  years  and  years  ago.  He  said,  "Wayne,  you  just  are  asking  too  much  of  a 
photograph.  You're  hoping  to  get  more  than  maybe  it's  possible  to  get  in  a  photograph."  That 
might  be  the  case.  My  own  work,  for  example,  I  think  that  maybe  the  baby  being  born  comes 
closer  to  it  than  anything  else.  It  just  says  it. 

Riess:       How  about  the  figure  walking  across  the  plaza  in  Hiroshima? 
Miller:       That  wasn't  a  plaza,  it  was  a  city  street. 
Riess:       Well,  it  looks  like  a  plaza. 

Miller:       Because  everything  was  gone.  I  think  that  was  close  to  it,  but  you  have  to  know  that  it's 

Hiroshima,  and  you  have  to  know  that's  a  Japanese  soldier.  That  fails  there.  In  other  words, 
you  have  to  know  that,  and  the  picture  doesn't  say  it.  To  be  really  good,  that  should  be  in  the 
picture. 


Too  Good  to  be  True 


Riess:        [rustles  papers].  This  is  interesting  [New  York  Times  November  14,  2001,  "The  Assignment  is 
to  Get  the  Story"]. 

Miller:       This  is  a  classic,  almost  posing.  Sometimes  a  picture  is  so  right  it's  unbelievable.  It  can  be  too 
good.  You  become  suspicious,  and  if  you're  suspicious  of  it  you've  lost  much  of  the  meaning 
of  it.  People  are  diverted  from  embracing  it.  This  picture  I  think  might  have  been  better  in 
black  and  white  than  in  color. 

Riess:       It  is  captioned,  "Albanian  women  mourning  a  fallen  youth  resonates  with  the  power  of 
classical  painting." 

Miller:       This  picture  has  been  reproduced— well,  versions  of  this  picture,  not  the  same  picture.  The 
Greeks  are  great  for  it,  and  the  Italians.  When  someone  dies,  they  throw  themselves  on  the 
coffin,  or  they  throw  themselves  on  the  gravestone  or  the  body.  Gene  Smith  has  done  it 
several  times.  This  is  exceptionally  nice,  there's  no  question  about  it. 

Riess:       I'm  getting  from  this  conversation  a  sense  of  how  hard  you  were  on  yourself  over  the  years. 

Miller:  I  think  that's  true,  in  that  I  had  great  difficulty  being  happy  with  anything  that  I  did,  and  being 
satisfied.  Also  I  think  that  it  may  be  a  measure  of  the  ego  that  I  have,  and  the  pictures  don't  go 
with  the  ego.  [laughs] 

Riess:       It  sounds  like  there's  an  incredibly  fine  line  between  the  right-on  picture  and  the  cliche. 

Miller:  Right.  I  think  that's  why  The  Family  of  Man  exhibition  was  so  good.  Steichen  pulled  back 
just  a  spit  from  the  cliche,  or  from  the  saccharine,  or  being  overdone.  Of  course  it  has  to  be 
judged  in  light  of  the  tenor  of  the  mass  feelings  at  that  time  rather  than  today.  Because  I  think 


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that  then  it  was  exceptionally  successful.  I  agree  with  you,  that  picture  of  Eugene  Smith's,  the 
two  children  walking  out  from  underneath  the  bushes,  that's  about  as  corny  as  you  can  get,  but 
it  isn't  quite  corny.  It's  very  good. 

Riess:       This  is  a  remarkable  picture,  for  other  reasons,  for  pictorial  reasons.  [New  York  Times 
December  11,2001] 

Miller:       The  caption  says,  "a  mother  and  her  ten  day-old  girl  in  a  refugee  camp."  Now  where  is  the 
mother  and  where  is  the  girl? 

Riess:       There's  the  baby's  face,  and  there  is  the  mother. 

Miller:       Oh!  Way  down  in  there!  Maybe  it's  not  photographed  well  enough.  I'd  like  to  see  a  greater 
emphasis  on—I  can't  tell  it's  a  mother.  I  see  a  little  baby's  face  way  down  there.  But  I  don't 
see  it.  If  all  of  this  was  dark,  and  that  became  the  bright  spot  in  the  picture,  then  I  could  see  it. 
But  here's  a  case  when  color  is—it's  a  fantastic  setting  and  all,  no  question  about  it,  it's  just 
unbelievable  somehow. 

Riess:       As  a  photographer,  you'd  have  wanted  to  move  closer  in. 

Miller:       Yes,  I'd  like  to.  But  then  you'd  lose  this  whole  big  thing,  which  is  I  guess  water-proofing  over 
the  mud  house.  I  don't  know  if  that  would  emphasize  it  some,  getting  rid  of  some  of  that. 
Now  that  you've  pointed  it  out,  I  can  see  it  very  well.  But  that  mother  you  talk  about,  to  me 
could  be  just  a  week's  laundry,  [laughs]  I  know  what  you're  saying,  but  talking  as  a 
photographer,  it  doesn't  say  it  to  me.19 


The  Idea  of  The  Family  of  Man 


Riess:       Let's  talk  about  The  Family  of  Man  s  view  of  the  world  of  humankind. 

Miller:       Well,  I  think  that  Steichen  had  a  keen  appreciation,  probably  a  Walt  Whitman-like 

appreciation  of  the  dignity  and  the  heroic  qualities  of  mankind.  And  let's  remember  that 
Steichen  began  it  in  his  mind  in  '5 1,  '52.    This  is  after  the  war  when  there  was  a  desire  in  his 
mind,  I  think,  and  I  think  the  subsequent  acceptance  by  the  general  public— they  wanted  a 
sense  of  security,  a  sense  of  knowing  that  things  are  going  to  be  all  right.  And  that  down  deep 
there  is  something  in  all  of  us  that  is  going  to  make  it  all  right.  We  all  share  common  hopes, 
loves,  and  even  some  hate  and  frustrations,  but  we're  among  friends  in  this  world.  That  is  a 
quality  that  I  feel  September  1 1  has  ruptured,  that  sense  of  security. 

I  think  it's  only  temporary,  because  it'll  repair  itself.  And  we'll  go  on  again,  and  those  same 
qualities  that  we  had  in  The  Family  of  Man  prevail  today.  I  don't  see  any  difference  in  the 
world,  as  far  as  the  overlay  of  The  Family  of  Man.  We  can,  maybe,  question  today  some  of  the 
premises  that  Steichen  had  that  he  made  the  world,  maybe,  seem  a  little  too  good.  I  think 
today  we  realize  that  the  world  is  not  that  stable,  and  perhaps  one  of  the  reasons  for  it  is  that 


19.  End  Insert  from  Interview  7. 


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today  we  have  a  greater  sense  of  communication  and  faster  knowledge  about  what  is  going  on. 
In  any  one  evening,  a  newscast,  we  can  see  and  hear  about  violence  and  frustrations  in  a  dozen 
different  places  in  the  world.  In  the  early  fifties  maybe  we  could  come  up  with  one,  maybe 
two  of  those  things. 

Today  it's  commonplace  to  feel  that  instability  is  almost  becoming  the  norm.  How  that  relates 
to  The  Family  of  Man,  I  don't  know.  Except  I  believe  that  going  back  to  Steichen's  premise 
down  deep  we  all  want  stability,  we  all  want  love,  and  to  have  family  to  take  care  of  each 
other.  I  don't  see  much  difference,  really,  in  the  application  of  The  Family  of  Man  concept  as 
we  did  it  in  the  fifties  as  it  might  relate  now  to  2001. 

Riess:       What  bank  of  photographs  of  the  Muslim  third  of  the  world  could  you  go  to  in  the  fifties? 

Miller:       My  guess  is  National  Geographic,  because  I  don't  know  of  any  source,  per  se,  other  than 

looking  through  the  files  of  photo  agencies  and  what  not,  like  we  did,  and  looking  for  that  sort 
of  thing.  But  we  weren't  focusing  on  that,  we  weren't  sensitive  to  it,  so  it  wouldn't  have  been 
photographed  to  any  degree.  The  Muslim  world  is  a  very  dignified  world  and  a  fine  world,  but 
we  were  not  talking  about  that.  We  were  not  talking  about  September  1 1  or  about  aberrant 
practices. 

I  guess  it  goes  back  to— you  wouldn't  call  them  tribal,  but  religious  wars  in  India.  They  had 
those  when  I  was  a  child.  They  had  fantastic  things  there  where  they  killed  all  Christians,  you 
know,  just  anybody.  But  source  of  photographs,  I  just  don't  know. 

Riess:       You've  said  some  of  the  early  meetings  to  plan  The  Family  of  Man  took  place  here? 

Miller:       Yes.  Backing  off  a  bit,  Steichen  made  a  trip  to  Europe,  I  think,  in  '51  and  '52.  And  I  guess 
Robert  Frank  went  with  him  as  an  interpreter  as  well  as  a  guide.  Steichen  was  trying  to 
understand  whether  or  not  enough  photographs  might  exist  to  accomplish  this  concept  he  had 
in  mind.  He  made  many  good  contacts  on  those  trips.  Then  when  he  decided  that  it  was  worth 
pursuing  further,  he  did  come  out  here  to  Orinda  and  spent  time  with  Joan  and  me,  talking 
about  the  concept. 

And  also  he  had  arranged  for  Joan  to  talk  to  Dorothea  Lange,  to  get  Dorothea,  together  with 
Joan  and  Christina  Page,  to  put  together  a  gathering  here  at  this  home,  my  home.  Fifty  or  sixty 
people  showed  up,  photographers,  leading  photographers  that  were  available  at  that  time  to 
gather  here.  Steichen  wanted  to  explain  to  them  what  he  had  in  mind  and  to  ask  their  help  in 
supplying  pictures,  photographs  for  this  exhibition.  His  way  of  operating  is  to  throw  ideas  out 
and  get  reactions  from  people.  When  he  was  talking  to  a  group  like  this,  he  was  really  testing 
the  concepts,  always  testing. 

I  must  say  it  was  fascinating  to  listen  to  him  talk  to  this  group.  These  people  included 
everybody  like  Imogen  Cunningham,  and  I  don't  know,  a  whole  list  of  photographers.  And  he 
talked  to  them  in  our  hallway  down  below,  saying  he  wanted  pictures  that  showed  the  deeper 
feelings  of  the  human  being,  love,  frustrations,  striving,  hate,  and  so  forth,  longing.  He  went 
on  talking  this  way  and  I  could  see  these  photographers'  eyes  glaze  over,  because  as  they  heard 
him  they  were  wondering  where  did  they  have  any  photographs  that  they'd  made  that  showed 
these  things.  And  I  can't  help  but  believe  that  they  were  thinking,  "I  don't  have  any  pictures 
like  that,"  and  what  the  devil  is  this  guy  talking  about. 


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Actually,  as  a  result  of  that  meeting  out  here,  Dorothea  Lange  continued  to  try  to  gather 
photographs  from  this  group  to  send  to  us  in  New  York  when  we  finally  had  started  on  this.  I 
don't  think  we  received  many  pictures  at  all.  Dorothea  seemed—as  I  recall  she  felt  that  she  had 
sent  in  quite  a  few,  but  I  don't  remember  them  coming  in.      From  that  particular  group  that 
were  here,  I  don't  remember  more  than  a  couple  of  pictures  ultimately  in  The  Family  of  Man 
exhibition  that  came  from  this  group. 


Gathering  and  Choosing  the  Photographs 


Riess:       These  were  supposed  to  be  stock  pictures;  they  weren't  supposed  to  go  out  and  shoot,  correct? 

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Miller:       Well,  Dorothea  was  encouraging  people  to  go  out  and  shoot.  But  we  never  asked  people  to 
make  a  picture.  No  pictures  that  I  know  of  were  made  after  Steichen  requested  pictures.  I 
don't  know  of  anybody  who  made  pictures  and  sent  them  in.  The  pictures  we  used  in  the 
exhibition,  they  were  all  pictures  that  been  previously  made.  Because  he  was  interested  in 
showing  how  the  art  of  photography  could  say  something  that  couldn't  be  said  any  other  way, 
to  talk  about  mankind.  That  was  one  of  his  major  themes. 

Riess:       The  people  you  gathered  here  were  doing  abstractions  or  architectural  photography  or  what? 

Miller:       You  make  a  good  point,  because  these  people  were  not  a  good  group  to  expect  pictures  from. 
Their  subject  matter  was  not  Steichen's  Family  of  Man  subject  matter,  by  and  large.  They 
were  interested  in  "scapes,"  landscapes  and  that  sort  of  thing,  seascapes,  and  advertising,  some 
magazine  illustration,  but  not  documentary.  Dorothea  Lange  was  the  only  documentary 
photographer  in  the  group. 

Riess:       Who  were  the  photojournalists  out  here?  You  and  who  else? 

Miller:       Well,  right  after  the  war,  the  magazines  using  photojournalism,  their  offices  were  in  New  York. 
We  had  a  couple  of  offices  out  here.  Time-Life  had  an  office,  Collier  s  magazine  had  an  office. 
Pierre  Salinger,  he  was  out  here  working  for  Collier  s.  And  that's  about  it,  I  think.  I  think 
maybe  Look  had  a  partial  office,  I  don't  know.  But  practically  speaking,  photography  in  the 
Bay  Area  was  built  around  food.  It  was  Del  Monte  and  others  out  here.  And  architecture. 
Sunset  magazine  was  big  in  the  photography  world  as  far  as  use  of  photographers  and  having 
us  being  able  to  get  assignments.  The  other  magazines,  very  few  assignments  for 
photographers.  As  a  result,  we  hadn't  yet  developed  a  group  of  photojournalists. 

Riess:       And  Farm  Security,  did  you  say  you  had  access  to  those  photographs? 

Miller:       Yes,  well  we  knew  of  those  things,  we  knew  those  pictures.  But  that  sort  of  thing,  you  can 
only  use  a  few  of  them  to  have  them  fall  in  where  they  might  be. 

Riess:       Ansel  Adams,  did  he  come  to  the  meeting  here? 


20. See  Dorothea  Lange,  The  Making  of  a  Documentor)'  Photographer,  Regional  Oral  History  Office, 
The  Bancroft  Library,  UC  Berkeley,  1968. 


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Miller:  No,  he  did  not  come  to  this  meeting.  Minor  White  came. 

Riess:  Robert  Frank  was  not  based  out  here,  was  he? 

Miller:  No,  he  was  in  New  York. 

Riess:  How  did  Steichen  convince  you  to  come  back  to  New  York? 

Miller:       Well,  during  the  trip  he  made  out  here  for  that  meeting  he  asked  me  if  I'd  be  interested  in 

working  with  him  on  this.  And  I  thought  that  this  was  the  most  marvelous  opportunity  in  the 
world  because  this  is  my  subject,  my  subject  matter.  In  effect  my  approach  to  the  subject 
matter  I  had  practiced  during  World  War  II.  And  then  after  the  war  at  the  Institute  of  Design  in 
Chicago.  I  was  telling  you  how  in  effect  I  taught  this  concept,  about  human  emotion,  the  way 
we  express  it  photographically  and  in  everyday  life.  So  I  was  primed  for  it.  I  had  been  out 
here  four  years,  I  had  been  working  with  Life  magazine,  and  I  guess  I  was  ready  for  a  change. 
I  was  not  unhappy  to  leave  what  I  was  doing. 

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Miller:       We  packed  up  our  four  children,  rented  this  house,  then  moved  to  an  apartment  on  101st  and 
Riverside  in  New  York  City. 


Riess:       From  the  outset,  you  were  the  team,  you  and  Steichen? 


Miller:       Just  the  two  of  us,  yes.  Later  we  added  an  architect  to  design  the  show.  That  was  Paul 

Rudolph.  And  we  had  another  man,  I  can't  remember  his  name,  who  was  a  model  maker,  so 
he  could  build  a  model  to  scale  of  our  exhibit  space  and  we  could  hang  the  show  in  miniature 
to  get  an  idea  of  scale  of  the  images,  and  traffic  patterns  and  that  sort  of  thing.  And  from  the 
very  beginning  we  had  one  or  two  young  women  helping  us  as  far  as  cataloguing  the  material, 
coming  in  and  pinning  up  the  material  on  these  little  4'x4'  and  4'x8'  Homosote  panels 
[fibreboard  panels]  just  so  we  could  look  at  them. 

Riess:       It  sounds  like  a  really  huge  job.  How  did  the  two  of  you  back  off  and  get  feedback  about 
whether  you  were  going  in  the  right  direction?  Was  there  any  question  in  one's  mind? 

Miller:       That  was  a  continuous  worry  on  Steichen's  part.  He  encouraged  some  people  to  come  to  our 
work  space  and  look  at  what  were  doing.  He  was  very  interested  in  their  reactions.  One 
young  man,  young  guy,  was  a  curator  of  anthropology,  I  guess,  at  the  Metropolitan  Museum. 
And  Steichen  was  interested  in  Dorothea.  She  came  there  several  times.  They  could  talk  to 
one  another  straight.  She  certainly,  in  a  manner  of  speaking,  loved  Steichen,  and  he  had  the 
highest  respect  for  her  and  he  was  very  interested  in  her  reactions. 

Riess:       Did  the  anthropologist  have  a  smart  response  to  it? 

Miller:       Well,  I  don't  remember  in  specific.  But  whatever  he  said,  I'm  sure  Steichen  listened  to 

carefully.  I  remember  the  anthropologist  came  up  there  with  his  wife  and  a  small  child  and  sat 
there  for  some  time. 

Steichen  was  interested,  always,  in  talking  about  it.  We  talked  about  it  constantly  during  the 
day.  We'd  question  the  picture.  "What  does  this  picture  really  say?"  "Is  it  meaningful,  or  is  it 


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just  interesting?"  "What  is  its  value?"  Then  at  the  end  of  the  day,  during  the  week,  we'd  leave 
this  loft  which  was  over  between  Fifth  and  Sixth  in  New  York  City—we  didn't  leave  there  until 
seven  or  eight  o'clock  at  night—and  go  have  some  dinner  and  he'd  go  with  us  and  spend  the 
night  with  us  in  our  apartment. 

Riess:       That  sounds  awkward. 

Miller:  Awkward?  It  wasn't  awkward,  but  after  a  while  it  began  to  be  such  a  cloying  quality,  you  just 
wanted  to  go  take  a  shower  and  wash  it  all  off  of  you.  Because  it  was  so  intense.  And  then  on 
weekends  we'd  go  with  him  to  his  home  in  Connecticut. 

We  were  always  questioning  these  different  aspects  of  it.  "Was  this  important?"  or  "Is  that 
important?"  It  was  pretty  heavy-duty. 

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Riess:       What  were  the  ambitions  for  the  exhibition?  You  were  going  to  change  people's  perceptions 
of  the  family  of  man? 

Miller:       I  don't  think  we  ever  talked  about  that. 
Riess:       But  it  was  more  than  just  a  show  at  the  museum,  right? 

Miller:       That's  correct.  In  fact,  Steichen  was  ready  to  pull  the  plug  on  this  at  any  time  if  he  felt  it 
wasn't  going  to  work.  He  was  really  quite  down  deep  worried  that  he  may  be  just  kidding 
himself.  He  didn't  know  if  this  was  really  going  to  communicate,  or  make  contact  with  the 
viewer.  I  remember  the  day  before  the  opening  he  was  just  really  very,  very  worried.  "Are 
people  going  to  get  this  or  are  they  just  going  to  laugh  at  it?" 

He  was  selecting  photographs  and  relating  them  one  to  another  in  sequences  which  could  be- 
well,  if  he  had  pushed  a  little  bit  further  it  would  have  been  maudlin,  it  would  have  been 
saccharine.  But  he  pulled  back  from  that.  And  I  think  that  was  masterful,  to  be  able  to 
knowingly  do  that.  I  remember  the  look  on  his  face,  and  I  have  a  photograph  that  somebody 
made  at  that  time,  during  the  opening  of  the  exhibit  in  New  York  City.  And  his  face  is  just  so 
open,  he  was  just  so  pleased  because  the  reception  was  much  greater  than  he  had  ever  hoped 
for. 

Riess:       The  critical  reception? 

Miller:       The  critical  reception  was  very  good.  The  immediate  critical  reception  was  very  good,  the 
press.  After  a  few  months  some  negative  criticisms  started  to  pop  up.  And  I  must  say  that 
from  my  unsophisticated  point  of  view,  they  were  not  meaningful.  Because  these  were 
people— the  critics,  in  my  mind,  were  not  the  common  man.  They  were  outside  of  it  looking 
down  their  noses  at  this  approach  to  communication,  and  taking  cheap  shots  at  it. 

Now  I'm  sure  some  of  it  was  merited,  but  my  god,  the  public  reception  was  so  great  that  I 
think  it  just  swamped  those  other  points  of  view.  I  never  talked  to  Steichen  about  these  critical 
reviews.  I  know  some  reviewers  years  later  missed  the  point,  they  didn't  put  it  into  context  as 
far  as  the  times,  the  political  times  and  the  emotional  times.  It's  easy  to  take  something  out  of 
context  and  to  find  fault  with  it. 


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Legitimizing  the  Snapshot 


Riess:       One  of  the  articles  I  read  said  it  was  the  first  major  black  and  white  photographic  exhibit 

produced  in  the  mid-twentieth  century.  "It  endowed  documentary  photography  as  a  legitimate 
journalistic,  commercial,  and  artistic  visual  form.  It  was  the  forerunner  of  essays  and  books 
like  'A  day  in  the  life  of,  etc.'  that  document  people,  their  lives,  and  how  they  pursue  them." 

Miller:       I  think  that's  valid.  Up  until  that  time  these  photographs  had  been  considered  snapshots,  and 
you  couldn't  even  get  in  the  back  door  of  a  museum  with  snapshots.  It  was  the  first 
recognition  of  documentary  photography  by  a  leading  museum.  And  that  was  only  possible 
because  of  the  faith  and  recognition  of  the  director  of  the  Museum  of  Modern  Art,  Rene 
d'Harnoncourt,  and  also  of  the  approval  within  the  museum  by  this  fine  man  in  charge  of 
painting—his  name  slips  my  mind.  But  his  acceptance  of  this  made  it  respectable,  or 
acceptable.  And,  of  course,  the  support  by  Nelson  Rockefeller  and  the  Rockefeller  money 
didn't  hurt,  because  he  put  up  the  money  for  the  exhibition. 

Riess:       Did  Steichen  go  to  him? 

Miller:       I  don't  know  how  that  came  about.  But  Steichen  knew  Nelson  Rockefeller,  and  it  may  have 
been  through  Rene  d'Harnoncourt,  I  don't  know. 

Also  it's  worth  noting  that  up  until  this  point  in  time  the  advertising  world  had  ignored  this 
kind  of  photography.  And  after  The  Family  of  Man,  almost  overnight  they  began  using  this 
informal  kind  of  photography,  these  snapshots,  and  it's  continued  until  today.  Up  until  that 
time  it  was  a  very  stilted,  almost  a  German  school  of  photography  that  was  used  in  advertising. 

Riess:        Snapshots  is  really  how  you  would  characterize  it? 

Miller:       That's  what  these  critics  called  them,  snapshots.  Because  we  had  pictures  in  the  exhibit  that 
came  out  of  family  photo  albums,  and  they  were  snapshots. 

Riess:       And  who  found  them? 

Miller:       They  came  in  over  the  transom~I  mean  they  were  sent  to  us  by  mail.  We  literally  had  mail 
bags  that  stood  at  least  three  feet  high  and  eighteen  inches  across  that  came  filled  with 
submissions  from  all  over  the  world.  We  had  a  couple  of  those  every  day  for  months. 

Riess:       They  were  responding  to  ads? 

Miller:       Well,  to  stories  that  Steichen  had,  interviews  and  what  not.  And  requests  by  the  museum  for 
material  for  this  work.  It's  amazing  how  they  came  in.  I  have  an  envelope  from  an  early 
submission  that  came  from  Austria,  I  guess  it  was.  And  it  was  decorated  with  postage  stamps, 
plastered  willy-nilly  all  over  the  outside  of  this  envelope.  Somebody  evidently  felt  very  strong 
and  lovingly  about  their  submission  so  they  really  decorated  it  well  before  they  sent  it  in.  I 
have  that  in  my  collection,  I  had  to  hang  on  to  that.  So  they  were  literally  snapshots.  I'm  not 
applying  that  to  all  the  pictures,  because  many  of  them  were  fine  photographs.  But  this  was  a 
representation  by  more  than  a  select  group  of  professionals.  These  pictures  came  from 
families  from  all  parts  of  the  world,  and  from  all  levels  of  understanding. 


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Riess:       What  did  you  do  with  the  rejected  family  photographs? 
Miller:       They  were  all  returned. 
Riess:       You  said  you  had  a  registrar. 

Miller:       I'm  trying  to  remember  the  name  of  this  one  woman— Kathleen  Haven.  She  was  a  fine  artist  in 
her  own  right,  and  she  was  the  number  one  worker  for  us.  Then  we  had  other  women  who 
came  in  and  worked  with  her  handling  paperwork  and  helping  us  send  the  photographs.  Joan 
did  secretarial  work  for  Steichen  while  she  was  there,  and  eventually  she  left  Steichen's 
Museum  of  Modern  Art  office  and  came  over  and  worked  with  us  in  the  selection  of  the  final 
show. 


The  Millers,  and  Steichen 


Miller:       That  was  another  thing.  Joan  provided  another  quality  that  was  important  to  Steichen.  She 
provided  a  family  glue  that  was  important  to  him.  Because  when  I  was  with  him,  Joan  was 
quite  close  by.  If  not  working  on  the  job,  in  our  apartment  or  on  weekends.  And  Steichen 
enjoyed  young  women.  The  best  way  I  can  describe  it,  he  enjoyed  that  sense  of  fertility  and 
richness  of  raising,  having  children.  He  loved  being  with  our  children,  and  Joan  became  a 
kind  of  an  earth  goddess  to  him.  That  created  an  ambience  that  is  important  in  this  thing.  I 
have  photographs  made  during  this  period  of  Steichen  relating  to  our  children  and  to  Joan.  It 
gave  him  another  comfort. 

Riess:       She  was  used  to  also  make  some  decisions. 
Miller:       Definitely. 

When  we  had  gathered  together  a  working  collection  of  about  10,000  photographs  then  we 
started  putting  together  a  show.  We  finally  got  it  down  to  about  1 ,000  photographs,  and 
Steichen  said  this  is  much  too  many,  we've  got  to  get  it  down  further.  He  thought  about  400 
would  probably  be  about  right,  that  a  museum  audience  couldn't  look  at  more  than  that.  So  we 
worked  very  hard  and  finally  got  it  down  to  about  750.  But  we  felt  that  we  just  couldn't  drop 
any  of  these  pictures,  because  by  this  time  each  of  these  pictures  had  become  members  of  the 
family,  we  felt  very  close  to  them  and  couldn't  imagine  dropping  any  of  them. 

He  said  we  have  to  go  further  and  drop  some  of  these.  I  remember  he  said,  "Let's  do  it  this 
way.  Joan,  you  look  at  these  panels  that  have  to  do  with  lovers,  and  pregnancy,  and 
motherhood,  birth  and  motherhood,  and  that  sort  of  thing,  mother-child  relationships,  and  you 
make  the  decision  on  which  we  should  drop.  And  Wayne,  you  take  care  of  this  other  area, 
young  men,  workers,  and  so  forth."  He  said,  "I'll  take  care  of  the  rest  of  it." 

Well,  that  was  a  great  idea,  made  good  sense,  and  we  worked  very  hard  for  probably  twenty- 
four  hours  on  this  level  before  we  were  all  back  in  it  together. 

Riess:       Then  would  he  second  guess  you? 


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Miller:       Each  of  us  would  second-guess  the  other.  We'd  all  be  back  together  and  he  would  say,  'Well, 
you  can't  take  that  one  out."  We  struggled.  And  you  realized  that  in  a  practical  sense  you  have 
to  make  decisions.  So  we  dropped  many  fine  photographs,  no  question.  But  this  was  not  an 
exhibit  of  fine  photographs.  This  was  an  exhibit  of  a  concept,  a  display  of  "how  photography, 
as  an  art  form,  could  express  qualities  of  mankind."  So  the  pictures  we  used  were  not 
necessarily  the  finest  photographs. 

Riess:       They  were  sharp?  They  were  good  in  black  and  white? 

Miller:       No,  not  necessarily.  But  they  might  work  against  another  picture  to  say  something  that  one 
picture  could  not,  alone.  And  it  helped—some  of  these  pictures  were  used  as  connecting  links 
to  the  next  theme. 

Riess:       In  the  last  cut  might  you  wish  to  apply  a  judgement  that  went  to  more  aesthetic  issues?  Where 
did  the  aesthetic  enter  in  the  decision-making? 

Miller:       The  aesthetics  took  care  of  themselves,  in  that  to  be  a  picture  that's  really  meaningful  the 

aesthetics  are  there,  the  composition  is  there.  You  don't  have  to  worry  about  that.  I  remember 
a  statement  Steichen  made  at  one  time.  He  said,  'There's  not  much  you  can  do  to  hurt  a  good 
picture.  There's  not  much  you  can  do  to  help  a  bad  one."  I'm  talking  about  in  the  way  of 
printing  it,  cropping  it,  and  so  forth.  So  a  good  picture  works.  And  it  has  the  composition,  it 
has  the  aesthetics,  they  all  go  with  it.  And  it's  able  to  stand  alone. 


Paul  Rudolph.  Designing  the  Exhibition 


Riess:  You  talk  about  one  picture  leading  to  the  next,  as  if  there  is  a  verbal  statement  that  underlies 
the  whole  thing.  What  about  the  text,  the  little  divisions  and  themes,  did  they  get  tweaked  a 
lot? 

Miller:       Oh,  yes,  continuously.  I  think  it's  fair  to  say  that  the  pictures  made  the  exhibition.  They,  in 
effect,  selected  themselves.  And  the  categories  we  ended  up  with  were  really  selected  by  the 
pictures. 

It  wasn't  a  case  of  starting  out  with  a  list  of  categories  and  finding  the  pictures  to  illustrate 
them,  that  wasn't  the  case  at  all.  We  gathered  these  photographs  together  and  started  putting 
those  pictures  that  were  related  to  one  another  in  different  categories.  And  if  we  found  in 
some  cases  these  categories  didn't  make  sense,  we'd  break  it  up.  A  very  crude  example  is  that 
one  time  we  had  a  category  of  laughing  faces,  and  another  of  crying  faces  pictures.  And  I 
remember  coming  in  one  morning  and  looking  at  them,  and  I  thought,  "My  god,  this  is  asinine. 
The  two  panels  look  alike!"  Crying  pictures  and  laughing  pictures,  they  both  looked  alike. 
And  also,  laughing  and  crying  are  part  of  life,  not  separate  from  it.  So  we  moved  those  things 
to  where  they  more  appropriately  fit  in. 

Riess:       Decisions  about  what  size  to  print,  was  that  ongoing,  or  was  that  the  final  decision?  They're  all 
different  sizes,  aren't  they? 


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Miller:  Yes,  that  was  a  decision  made  by  Steichen  together  with  Paul  Rudolph,  the  architect.  Paul,  I 
don't  know  if  he  was  at  the  time,  but  he  became  eventually  head  of  the  architecture  school  at 
Yale. 

It  was  fascinating  dealing  with  Paul.  He  was  a  very  young  man,  schooled  in  architecture,  and 
his  first  efforts,  the  sketches  he  made,  looked  like  a  clothesline.  He  hung  these  things  on  a 
clothesline,  that  was  his  way  of  exhibiting  the  pictures.  I  remember  Steichen's  real 
wonderment  about  that,  and  he  met  with  Paul  and  talked  with  him  about  these  things,  and  Paul 
went  back  to  the  drawing  board  and  came  back  with  another  treatment.  This  one  was 
juxtaposing  pictures  by  color—I'm  talking  about  the  amount  of  blacks  in  one  group,  the 
number  of  whites  in  another.  And  it  completely  missed  the  point.  So  Steichen  had  to  go  back 
and  wrestle  more  with  Paul.  He  spent  a  lot  of  time  working  with  Paul  on  this,  because  Paul 
was  not  thinking  about  what  was  in  the  picture,  he  was  thinking  about  the  picture  as  a  graphic 
thing  itself,  devoid  of  subject  matter.  So  size  and  all  was  a  joint  effort.  I  think  probably  99 
percent  Steichen  and  one  percent  Paul.  But  Paul  did  a  fine  job.  When  he  finally  got  the  swing 
of  it  all,  it  worked  fine. 

Riess:       Was  Steichen  influenced  by  that  graphic,  aesthetic  take? 

Miller:       I  think  so.  I  don't  remember  how  it  came  about— the  display  of  the  family  pictures,  family 

groups  we  had,  they  were  quite  large,  and  they  were  hung  from  the  ceiling.  And  they  were  in 
a  group,  in  the  center  of  the  exhibition— separate  panels  hanging,  and  different  juxtapositions. 
So  no  matter  where  you  stood,  you  could  see  more  than  one  family.  This  really  worked  very, 
very  well. 

And  it  was  interesting,  during  the  exhibition  itself  I  became  aware  that  in  front  of  an  Asian 
group,  Asian  spectators  were  standing.  And  in  front  of  the  Middle  Western  family  group, 
Middle  Westerners  were  standing  there  looking  at  themselves.  It  was  fascinating.  I  imagine 
that  Paul  had  something  to  do  with  that  hanging,  because  that  was  the  core,  you  see.  This  is 
the  family,  this  is  the  core  of  the  exhibition.  And  you  had  to  walk  around  this  to  see  the  other 
things. 

Paul  also,  from  a  design  point  of  view,  used  some  white  quartz  rock,  small  pebbles,  along  the 
edges  of  the  walls  in  some  cases,  primarily  in  the  center  area  where  the  family  was  and  under 
the  family  presentation  he  had  also  this  gravel  there. 

Riess:       So  that  you  walked  on  it? 

Miller:       Well,  it  was  not  intended  for  walking  on  it.  It  had  a  little  block  around  the  edges,  and  a  little 
area  filled  in  inside  of  it.  I  remember  at  the  opening  of  the  exhibition  I  was  standing  at  one 
side  with  Paul.  We  were  watching  the  people  move  through  it.  It  was  quite  jammed.  He  said, 
'You  know,  I  never  visualized  this  with  people  in  it."  [laughter]  And  as  a  result,  we  found  that 
people  were  walking  on  this  gravel,  and  it  was  getting  kicked  around,  so  we  got  the  gravel  out 
of  there.  I  think  the  gravel  remained  under  the  family  pictures,  but  it  didn't  work  the  way-it 
looked  beautiful,  it  just  was  exquisite,  but  it  didn't  quite  make  it. 

Riess:       Off  tape  you  talked  about  the  Gene  Smith  image  of  the  children  on  the  sunlit  path.  Would  you 
tell  me  about  that  on  tape. 


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Miller:       The  last  picture  we  had  in  the  exhibition  was  Gene  Smith's  quite  famous  picture  now  called  "A 
Walk  in  Paradise  Garden,"  or  something  of  that  nature.  And,  it  shows  his  children,  the  backs 
of  them,  walking  out  from  what  could  be  a  cave,  walking  out  into  the  sunlight.  Anyway, 
they're  surrounded  by  foliage.  It's  a  very  lovely  picture. 

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[Interview  6:  October  24,  2001]## 


Photography  in  Museums 


Riess:       Let's  talk  briefly  about  demise  of  the  Friends  of  Photography  and  the  Ansel  Adams  Center 
[October  2001]  and  about  photography  museums  and  photography  in  museums. 

Miller:       I'm  ill-equipped  to  talk  about  that  sort  of  thing,  Suzanne.  I've  sort  of  shied  away  from  any 

effort  to  be  shown  in  museums.  I  mean,  I  just  don't  pursue  that.  Once  in  a  while  if  I'm  asked 
to  do  it,  and  it's  convenient,  I'll  do  it.  But  I  don't  seek  it  out.  Now,  that  doesn't  mean  that  it 
isn't  important,  it's  just  that  for  me,  I  don't  feel  that  need  somehow.  It's  not  a  lack  of  respect,  I 
don't  think,  but  a  lack  of  interest,  maybe.  I  just  can't  explain  it,  I  never  thought  about  it,  really. 
It  might  be  that  I  enjoy  the  making  of  the  picture  rather  than  the  seeing  of  it. 

Riess:       You  go  to  the  exhibitions,  the  openings  at  the  San  Francisco  Museum,  the  Oakland  Museum? 
Is  it  showing  the  flag  or  something? 

Miller:       It's  showing  the  flag  more  than  anything  else.  It's  going  to  see  the  people  who  show  up. 

Riess:       You  have  a  closer  relationship  with  the  Oakland  Museum  than  the  San  Francisco  Museum, 
don't  you? 

Miller:       No,  not  necessarily,  no.  I  don't  know  what  you  mean  by  that.  I'm  closer  physically  to  the 
Oakland  Museum  than  San  Francisco,  but  as  far  as  the  curator  goes,  I  only  know  the  man  in 
Oakland,  Drew  Johnson,  casually.  Sandra  Phillips  in  San  Francisco,  I  know  her  personally.  I 
understand  Sandra  better  than  I  do  Drew  Johnson. 

Riess:       What  do  you  mean  "understand?" 

Miller:       Her  involvement  with  photography  and  concerns  for  aspects  of  it  I'm  more  understanding  of 
than  I  am  Drew  Johnson's.  I'm  not  knowledgeable  about,  or  I  don't  feel  close  to  his  treatment 
of  photography.  I  don't  feel  he  has  as  pointed  a  direction  in  photography  as  does  Sandra,  so 
it's  just  hard  to  know.  But  I  don't  have  as  close  a  relationship  as  I  might  with  either  of  them. 

A  relationship  with  someone  of  that  nature  can  be  social.  And  I  can  certainly  enjoy  that  with 
Sandra,  and  I  have  enjoyed  it  with  her  and  have  great  respect  for  her.  But  that's  about  it.  I 
haven't  worked  with  either  of  them  in  the  preparation  of  an  exhibit,  exhibits,  or  in  any  aspect 
of  things.  I  have  been  with  Sandra  a  couple  of  times  in  this  [SFMoma]  photographic  auxiliary, 
I  guess  you'd  call  it,  called  the  Foto  Forum,  I've  attended  a  couple  of  those.  In  fact  I  gave  a 
presentation  before  Foto  Forum.  They're  a  group  of  people  who  are  supportive  of  the 
photography  department  at  the  San  Francisco  Museum  of  Modern  Art.  They're  collectors, 


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many  of  them,  and  others  are  just  aficionados  or  concerned  with  photography.  And  they  help 
support  the  department  by  making  either  gifts  of  money  or  photographs  that  may  be  of  interest 
to  Sandra. 

Riess:       There  are  so  many  approaches  to  this  business.  I  shouldn't  assume  that  the  goal  for  a 
photographer  is  to  be  shown  at  a  museum,  that  that  is  the  highest  point? 

Miller:       The  highest?  To  know  I've  done  a  good  job,  that's  the  highest  point  I  can  reach.  Whether  it  be 
in  a  magazine  or  a  show. 

You  know,  it's  a  funny  thing,  I  may  be  embarrassing  myself,  but  many  people  who  show  up  at 
these  exhibitions  I  don't  think  really  look  at  the  pictures.  They  make  all  these  remarks  about, 
"This  is  great,  that  is  great,"  and  I  don't  have  much  respect  for  them.  I  feel  kind  of 
embarrassed,  and  maybe  even  a  little  dirty,  by  having  those  people  pawing  over  my  images 
and  making  remarks  about  how  they  like  this  or  how  they  like  that  when  in  some  cases  I  can't 
help  but  doubt  their  sincerity,  or  the  words  they  use.  I  just  don't  feel  comfortable.  Some  of 
these  exhibitions,  the  same  people  show  up  at  these  different  exhibitions,  and  I  don't  know  if 
they  particularly  like  the  pictures  or  if  they  like  the  fact  that  the  room  is  warm,  I  don't  know.  I 
don't  have  as  much  respect  for  some  museumgoers  as  I  might. 

Riess:       One  of  the  comments  in  the  article  about  closing  the  Ansel  Adams  Center  was  from  Jeffrey 
Frankel.  He  says,  "When  the  Friends  of  Photography  was  founded  thirty-five  years  ago, 
photography  needed  friends.  Now  that  photography  has  entered  the  mainstream,  the  pressing 
need  of  such  an  organization  is  not  as  great  as  it  was  then." 

Miller:       I'm  sure  that's  true.  Especially  at  the  beginning.  Because  museums  turned  their  backs  on 
photography,  the  Museum  of  Modem  Art,  for  example.  When  they  got  involved  with  The 
Family  of  Man  exhibition,  as  I  understand  it  there  was  a  struggle  for  Steichen  to  get  this 
concept  accepted  or  supported  by  the  Museum  of  Modern  Art.  Because  so  much  of  that  group 
in  the  museum  didn't  consider  photography  worth—it  should  not  be  "contaminating"  art  by 
being  shown  in  the  same  building.  The  idea  of  giving  it  this  kind  of  a  platform  was 
unprecedented.  It  was  only  because  I  think  Rene  d'Harnoncourt  and  Nelson  Rockefeller 
supported  it.  And  for  photography  to  come  into  a  museum,  that  is  in  the  front  door  rather  than 
the  back  door,  that  was  most  unusual,  that  kind  of  acceptance. 

The  Ansel  Adams  Center  was  a  good  example  of  that,  where  he  provided  the  platform  to  make 
it  acceptable. 

Riess:       Down  there  in  Carmel. 

Miller:       Yes.  And  he  was  a  big  booster  of  photography  as  an  art  form.  Not  photojournalism,  which  he 
couldn't  stand.  But  fine  art,  yes.  So  he  was  straddling  that  transition  to  museum  acceptance, 
and  he  was  able  to  handle  that  by  the  way  he  treated  his  photographs,  and  the  respect  and 
dignity  he  gave  them.  Others,  of  course,  that  came  along  at  the  same  time,  Weston  and  others, 
provided  this  respectability  or  a  status  that  photography  hadn't  had.  So  this  was  a  period 
where—early  photography,  early  images  were  imitating  paintings,  and  little  by  little  they 
started  moving  away  from  that  and  became  the  photographs  we  know  today. 

But,  as  far  as  Ansel's,  I  don't  know,  I  think  it  was  a  tough  job.  I  think  the  Ansel  Adams  Center 
was  a  creature  of  its  time,  and  when  it  began  to  compete  with  other  platforms  for  viewing 


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images,  then  it  got  in  trouble.  Also  I  understand  they  had  some  managerial  or  personality 
problems  there  that  probably  contributed  to  it.  But  that's  too  bad  that  that  happened.  I  think 
the  people  who  were  trying  to  make  money  out  of  Adams's  heritage-that  probably  contributed 
to  its  demise. 

Riess:       If  you're  going  to  have  galleries  you  have  to  be  creating  a  market,  you  have  to  be  creating 
collectors.  It's  not  like  a  museum,  where  you  go  and  wander  around.  It's  a  shop. 

Miller:       Well,  your  gallery  begins  to  pander  to  the  client,  and  it's  a  lost  cause  when  you  do  that. 

Because  you're  always  trying  to  excite  the  clients,  and  I  think  that's  an  impossible  business  to 
be  in.  As  you  know,  there  are  so  many  exhibits  today,  I  think  the  curators  are  competing  with 
other  curators.  So,  it's  a  tough  business. 


Shirley  Burden 


Riess:       You  have  a  friend,  Shirley  Burden,  who's  a  photography  collector.  Maybe  that's  a  way  to 
approach  this  matter  of  museums  and  collectors  and  so  on. 

Miller:  Yes.  Shirley  was  an  exceptional  man.  He  was  very  concerned  with  photography.  I  remember 
having  lunch  with  him  one  day  at  the  Museum  of  Modern  Art  in  New  York,  and  he  was  about 
forty-three  then~I  don't  know  why  I  remember  his  age—and  he  said  that  he  wanted  to  become 
a  photographer,  and  he  didn't  know  how  to  do  it.  I  think  I  probably  said,  "Just  go  out  and  take 
pictures." 

He  had  this  strong  feeling  of  wanting  to  be  involved  in  photography,  and  he  spent  time 
photographing  Lourdes,  in  France.  It  was  because  his  wife  was  a  Catholic.  I  don't  remember 
why  she  was  especially  involved  with  Lourdes,  but  he  became  Catholic  because  he  loved  Flo- 
Bee.  Her  name  was  Florence,  I  guess,  Flo-Bee.  He  just  adored  her,  so  he  took  up  Catholicism 
and  spent  time  at  Lourdes  making  photographs.  I  think  he  did  about  two  different  books  on 
Lourdes,  sensitive,  lovely  books.  And  this  commitment  of  his  was  really  quite  loving.  I  think 
it  represented  a  desire  on  his  part  to  be  involved  in  something  that  was  his.  He  came  from  a 
very  wealthy  background,  and  I  think  it  was—who  was  the  old  commodore  in  the  years? 

Riess:       Vanderbilt? 

Miller:       Vanderbilt.  He  did  a  photo  essay  on  the  settling  of  an  estate  of  a  Vanderbilt.  He  shows  his 

mother  or  aunt  at  the  docks  at  Le  Havre  in  France  waiting  there  to  board  the  ship  together  with 
all  the  documents  she  had  gathered  in  France  to  come  back  to  New  York.  Then  he  also 
photographs  in  the  vaults  of  a  bank  in  New  York:  a  man,  an  employee  of  the  bank  obviously, 
dressed  in  a  cut-away  kind  of  suit,  is  pulling  a  little  cart  that's  heaped  with  documents,  bonds, 
I  guess,  and  securities.  He  goes  through  this  story  in  a  series  of  photographs,  and  it  was  such  a 
personal  thing,  I  asked  him,  "Are  you  going  to  be  able  to  publish  this?"  He  said,  "I  don't  think 
so."  But  he  wanted  to,  because  this  was  the  settlement  of  an  estate  of  I  forget  how  many 
millions  of  dollars.  And  he  felt,  and  he  expressed  it  to  me,  that  he  was  kind  of  the  bottom  of 
the  line,  and  these  people  were  dying  off,  and  all  the  money  was  coming  to  him.  Millions  and 
millions  of  dollars. 


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He  was  a  very  good  businessman.  I  could  tell  you  some  of  the  funny  little  stories  about  him. 
His  brother  Bill,  older  brother,  was  very  much  a  businessman.  He  became  president  of  the 
Museum  of  Modern  Art.  And  I  was  told  that  Shirley  was  a  better  businessman  than  Bill  but  he 
kind  of  gave  it  up.  He  wanted  to  do  other  things.  I  remember  one  time  he  told  me  that—he 
apologized  for  being  late  for  a  meeting.  He  sold  some  real  estate  in  New  Jersey,  I  think  it  was 
Trenton,  New  Jersey  or  something.  And  it  came  out  that  it  was  twenty-three  acres  of 
downtown  Trenton  he  had  just  sold! 

He  was  charming  all  the  way  along.  He  expressed  the  desire  to  finance  an  institution  just  for 
photography.  And  he  wanted  to  have  it  do  this  and  do  that.  I  listened  to  it,  this  great 
enthusiasm  he  had,  and  I  said,  "Do  you  have  someone  in  mind  to  handle  this,  put  it  together?" 
"No,"  he  said,  "I  just  have  this  idea."  I  just  felt  that  was  maybe  not  the  best  way  to  go  about  it 
and  I  said,  "Shirley,  I  think  you  ought  to  figure  out  who  you  want  to  have  run  this  before  you 
start  putting  it  together."  Nothing  ever  happened  as  a  result  of  it.  But  he  did  have  that  desire 
to  participate  in  any  way  he  could.  In  fact,  he  was  the  angel  behind  Aperture  magazine  as  I 
understand  it.  So,  he  was  involved. 

One  time  talking  with  him  he  said,  "Wayne,  what  would  you  like  to  do  in  photography?  Do 
you  have  any  ideas  of  some  story  you'd  like  to  do?"  And  I  said,  'Yes,  I'd  like  to  do  a  story  of 
the  Hudson  River  Valley.  Just  go  from  the  very  top  where  the  waters  first  start  gathering  to 
make  the  river,  and  ending  up  down  below  New  York  City."  About  twenty  years  later  the 
phone  rings  and  there's  Shirley  on  the  phone.  He  said,  "Wayne,  that  story  you  wanted  to  do  on 
the  Hudson  River,  I'd  like  to  have  you  do  it  for  Aperture."  I  said,  "Shirley,  I  did  it  that  about 
ten  years  ago  for  National  Geographic."  Anyway,  he  had  remembered  that  and  he  had  pursued 
it. 

There  are  so  many  nice  little  stories  about  Shirley.  He  had  his  home,  apartment,  in  New  York 
City,  72nd  Street  between  Park  and  Lexington,  I  think  it  was.  Or  between  Fifth  Avenue  and 
Lexington.  The  apartment  was  two  stories.  They  had  created  an  access  from  one  story  to 
another  by  putting  a  staircase  inside  going  up  through  the  ceiling.  It  was  very  lovely.  Also  he 
had  a  darkroom  in  the  basement,  and  I  printed  much  of  my  book  The  World  is  Young  in  his 
darkroom.  I  worked  with  the  publisher  to  learn,  among  other  things,  what  quality  print  would 
be  best  for  the  reproduction,  the  printing  of  the  book.  And  I  learned  that  they  wanted  a  flat—in 
my  mind  muddy— print  in  order  to  match  the  printing  press  capabilities.  The  prints  I  had  in 
hand  were  too  snappy  for  that  printing  press,  so  I  had  to  reprint  them,  and  I  reprinted  them  in 
Shirley's  darkroom.  In  fact,  I  have  some  of  those  early  prints  that  were  sent  to  the  printer,  I 
have  some  of  them  here,  and  they  look  really  muddy,  really  terrible.  But  it  was  for  a  reason. 

He  was  such  a  sweet,  charming  man.  Dorothea  Lange  may  have  told  you  about  going  to  a 
wedding  of  one  of  his  children  or  grandchildren  in  Beverly  Hills.  She  talked  about  how 
magnificent  it  was.  It  was  built  in  the  slope  of  a  hill.  And  they  had  this  large  swimming  pool 
there,  and  down  below  it  had  a  second  swimming  pool.  It  was  grand  beyond  belief  and  she 
enjoyed  being  able  to  say  that  in  order  to  find  a  proper  gown  to  wear  to  this  she  went  to  the 
Salvation  Army  or  some  place,  a  thrift  shop,  and  bought  the  gown  that  she  wore  to  this 
wedding!  And  I'm  sure  she  looked  grand  in  it.  She  liked  Shirley  a  great  deal. 

Riess:       You  said  Shirley  Burden  founded  Aperture  with  Minor  White? 

Miller:       I  don't  know  about  the  founding  of  it,  I  just  think  he  funded  it.  He  wasn't  interested  in  his 
name  being  on  things  as  much  as  seeing  them  take  place. 


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Another  little  thing  about  Shirley.  Again,  I  was  having  lunch  at  the  Museum  of  Modern  Art,  at 
the  restaurant  up  there  with  Shirley  and  with  Robert  Frank.  Robert  was  saying  he  had  just 
been  awarded  a  Guggenheim  Fellowship,  and  how  pleased  he  was  with  it  and  all  this  money. 
He  said  he  was  going  to  be  able  to  take  off  and  do  all  kinds  of  things.  And  it  came  out  that— 
Robert  said  he  had  gotten  $10,000.  Shirley  said,  "My  god,  I  can't  move  out  of  New  York  City 
to  go  to  my  home  in  California  for  $10,000!"  [laughter] 


Darkrooms  and  Papers  and  So  On 


Riess:       This  printing  in  his  darkroom,  aren't  darkrooms  very  personal?  Wouldn't  it  be  difficult  to  find 
your  way  around  someone  else's  darkroom? 

Miller:  No.  It's  strange,  of  course,  but  I  think  that  within  minutes  you  can  locate  yourself  and  adjust 
yourself.  A  darkroom  is  a  darkroom,  it's  not  anything  special.  It  is  personalized,  but  it's—at 
least  I  can  adjust  without  any  trouble  at  all.  I'm  sure  everybody  else  can  do  the  same  way. 

Riess:       So,  is  that  a  kind  of  courtesy  thing  among  photographers?  Robert  Frank  printed  out  here  in 
your  darkroom,  didn't  he? 

Miller:       He  didn't  print.  Much  of  his  Guggenheim  work  on  The  Americans  he  developed  in  my 

darkroom,  just  the  negatives.  And  he  edited  them.  Interestingly,  he  edited  them  by  holding 
the  negatives  up  and  looking  at  the  images  and  then  took  a  pair  of  scissors  and  cut  out  those 
that  he  wanted  to  save  and  he  discarded  the  rest  without  making  any  contact  prints.  I  thought 
it  was  quite  courageous  to  do  that.  But  he  made  his  decisions  and  just  went  on. 

Riess:       And  these  were  35mm  negatives?  I  mean,  it's  so  clumsy  to  deal  with  these  little  things. 

Miller:       Well,  not  really.  Life  magazine  up  until,  I  believe,  close  to  the  end  of  the  war  did  not  make 
contact  prints,  as  I  recall.  The  picture  editor  would  look  at  the  negatives  and  make  a  half- 
circle  punch  on  the  edge  of  the  35mm  negatives,  so  that  the  fellows  in  the  darkroom  could  run 
their  hands  along  them  and  find  which  one  was  to  be  printed.  He  read  the  negatives  and  in 
effect  edited  them  in  that  form. 

Riess:       I  thought  you  were  saying  that  Robert  Frank  actually  cut  them  up. 

Miller:  Well,  he  separated  them  so  he  ended  up  with  a  bunch  of  separate  little  pieces.  But  he— some  of 
them  were  strips  and  some  were— as  I  recall,  that's  the  way  it  was.  I  know  he  ended  up  with  an 
awful  lot  of  scrap  negatives  there,  but  I  don't  remember  the  ones  he  saved,  whether  they  were 
separate  frames  or  whether  they  were  strips,  I  don't  know.  He  threw  an  awful  lot  of  it  away. 

Riess:       How  did  you  maintain  your  darkroom?  Did  you  buy  your  chemicals  locally,  and  your  papers 
and  all  that? 

Miller:  I  just  went  down  to  the  local  camera  supply  store,  really,  a  professional  store.  In  Chicago  I  did 
that.  And  I'd  buy  my  chemicals.  My  hypo  for  fixing  the  film  and  the  paper,  I  used  to  buy  that 
in  fifty  pound  bags,  and  I'd  buy  a  gallon  of  acetic  acid  and  other  to  mix  with  it.  But  no,  I  never 
was  a  chemist.  I  used  the  standard  packaged  developers.  Some  photographers  love  the 


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chemistry  aspect  of  it,  and  that's  one  of  the  nice  things  about  photography,  that  there  are  so 
many  variable  ways  to  enjoy  it.  The  chemistry  of  the  darkroom,  that's  where  Ansel  Adams 
was  a  wizard.  And  others  like  equipment,  they  have  to  have  all  this  special  equipment.  There 
are  so  many  ways  to  enjoy  photography.  Others  just  enjoy  the  print.  Some  enjoy  all  of  it.  So, 
there's  a  place  for  everybody  in  the  field  of  photography. 


Riess:       Did  you  experiment  with  selenium  toning  and  stuff? 


Miller:       No,  I  never  did  that.  I  should  have,  I  guess,  because  it  seemed  to  preserve  the  print,  give  it 

longer  life  than  it  might  otherwise  have.  And  there  are  special  washers  you  can  buy  for  black 
and  white,  for  your  prints.  It  gives  them  an  archival  quality  and  so  forth.  But  you  know  what, 
recently  I've  been  digging  out  prints  that  I  made  back  in  the  late  '40s,  and  they're  of  subject 
matter  that  I've  been  reprinting  for  my  exhibitions  now  in  the  year  2000,  and  the  prints  look 
almost  the  same.  The  quality  held  up,  and  is  consistent.  I  don't  know  how  much  better  they 
would  be  today,  those  older  prints,  if  they  had  gone  through  a  selenium  toning.  I'm  sure  they 
would  be  different,  but  practically  speaking,  the  old  ones  held  up  pretty  well. 

Riess:       And  papers,  did  you  fix  on  papers  that  you  preferred  early? 

Miller:       Yes.  I  certainly  did.  In  Chicago— that  was  back  in  the  late  '40s  when  I  was  working  on  this 
Guggenheim  and  also  free-lance  work— I  had  a  nice  little  darkroom  in  the  basement  of  my 
home  that  used  to  be  a  coal-bin.  I  got  rid  of  the  coal-bin  and  cleaned  it  up  and  we  turned  our 
furnace  over  to  gas.  So  that  became  my  darkroom. 

The  paper  I  used—I  was  skimping  along,  didn't  have  much  money,  gosh,  we  had  three  kids  at 
that  tune  and  I  worked  as  hard  as  I  could  at  so  many  different  jobs  in  order  to  get  along.  And 
Life  magazine  in  Chicago  had  a  darkroom,  and  Bob  Johnson  who  ran  it,  a  very  good  printer 
and  all,  we  became  good  friends  because  I  worked  out  of  that  Life  office  as  well.  And  once  the 
paper  approached  expiration  date,  Bob  Johnson  would  throw  the  paper  out.  So  that's  what  I 
had.  I  printed  all  my  work  on  out-of-date  Life  magazine  photographic  paper.  Johnson  said, 
"Gee,"  he  wondered  what  I  did  to  get  such  good  quality  prints.  And  I  said,  "Well,  out-of-date 
paper  does  it."  [laughter] 

Riess:  And  were  these  graded  papers? 

Miller:  No,  these  were  standard  Eastman  papers. 

Riess:  I  mean,  they  were  not  a  contrast  paper? 

Miller:  Oh,  pardon  me,  they  were  graded  papers,  one,  two,  three,  and  four. 

Riess:  So  that  made  a  difference.  You  paid  attention  to  that. 

Miller:       Oh  yes,  certainly,  you  have  to.  But  we  didn't  have  polycontrast;  polycontrast  meant  that  one 
paper  with  filters  would  give  you  different  grades.  But  part  of  that  time  we  just  had  the 
graded,  as  you  called  it,  the  graded  papers. 

Riess:       And  then  the  resin-coated  papers  came  along? 


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Miller:  I  guess  so.  I  don't  even  know  what  resin-coated  papers  are.  You  mean,  the  ones  that  are  kind 
of  plastic?  That's  recent,  very  recent. 

Riess:       When  you  were  working  on  a  job  for  Life  you  submitted  the  contact  sheet,  didn't  you?  Or  the 
print? 

Miller:       Well,  both.  It  depends  on  the  timeliness  of  the  subject.  Several  times  I  did  the  assignment, 

returned  to  my  home,  went  to  the  basement,  developed  the  film,  made  prints  and  with  the  wet 
prints,  riding  in  the  back  of  a  taxicab— I  laid  them  out  on  the  seats  so  they'd  dry  by  the  time  I 
delivered  them. 

Riess:       Did  you  have  darkroom  disasters?  Or  do  only  amateurs  have  disasters? 
Miller:       Well,  I  don't  remember  disasters.  No,  I  don't  think  so. 

Riess:       Did  you  use  the  darkroom  to  make  up  for  exposure  disasters?  Or  does  a  professional  not  have 
these  disasters? 

Miller:       Oh,  you  have  disasters.  Maybe  a  true  professional  is  able  to  forget  those  things  very  quickly. 

## 

Miller:  I've  had  disasters,  not  in  the  darkroom  as  much.  But,  I  do  remember  more  than  once  finding  in 
my  35mm  camera  that  I  had  not  hooked  the  film  up  to  the  take-up  spool.  I  thought  I  had  film 
going  through  the  camera,  but  it  hadn't  been,  I  hadn't  made  any  photographs.  That  happened 
once  or  twice  or  more.  But  disasters,  why  I  don't  really  remember  any  of  those. 

Riess:       Perhaps  in  this  day  and  age,  "disaster"  is  not  the  word  to  use. 

Miller:       Or  where  you've  blown  it.  I  have  had  problems  where  I'd  get  on  a  job  where  my  flash 

equipment  was  not  functioning  due  to  a  bad  cord  of  some  sort.  And  a  couple  of  times  when  I 
was  using  strobes  would— early  strobes  would  drive  us  up  the  wall  because  they  would  short 
out  and  they  would  start  flashing  the  lights  without  your  touching  anything.  But,  not  really,  no 
problems. 

Riess:       Darkroom  expertise,  is  that  something  you  like  to  help  students  with? 

Miller:       Not  really,  and  I  must  say  that  kids  today—I've  had  some  show  up  and  I'd  like  to  have  them  do 
some  darkroom  work  for  me  and  they  get  so  interested  in  the  chemistry.  They  call  it 
"chemistry,"  and  that  was  kind  of  a  new  term  for  me,  but  I  kind  of  like  the  term  now,  it  makes 
good  sense.  But  they  are  so  involved  with  the  details  of  making  prints  and  all  that,  it  becomes 
an  end  in  itself  and  I  must  say,  the  final  results  aren't  very  good.  The  straight  print  is  pretty 
good,  rather  than  fiddling  around,  "being  creative,"  in  quotes,  in  the  darkroom. 


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Riess:       It  seems  that  one  of  the  things  about  being  a  photographer  is  you  can't  do  it  in  isolation.  It's  a 
fairly  social  undertaking.  A  lot  of  conversations  with  people,  a  lot  of  business  with  people. 

Miller:       Well,  it  is,  it  is.  Sometimes  your  conversations  about  ideas  bear  fruit,  and  sometimes  they 
don't.  I  told  you  about  talking  to  Life  magazine  about  wanting  to  do  a  picture  story  on  the 
farmer's  wife.  I  bring  that  up  because  when  you  talk  to  people  about  stories  and  it  finally 
comes  to  pass,  times  have  changed,  years  have  passed,  your  own  thoughts  about  it  have 
changed,  and  somebody  else's  involvement  has  thrown  in  another  variable. 

Now,  there  are  other  photographers  who  will  have  an  idea,  and  they  will  take  it  to  a  magazine 
or  a  publisher,  or  somebody  who  is  going  to  finance  it,  to  help  them  on  it.  And  they  won't 
deviate  from  that.  Gene  Smith  is  a  fantastically  good  example  of  that,  where  he  does  his  thing. 
And  there  are  other  photographers  that  do  that,  where  they  have  this  idea  firmly  in  their  mind, 
and  they're  going  to  do  it,  and  hands  off,  everybody.  But  there  are  not  many  sponsors  who  will 
go  along  with  you  on  that  sort  of  thing. 

So  this  isn't  an  Ansel  Adams  approach  to  photography,  where  you  do  your  own  thing.  But 
Ansel  also  got  involved  in  this  sort  of  thing.  He's  done  commercial  things.  Napa  Valley,  for 
example,  he  did  a  big  story  there,  a  big  essay.  And  I  imagine  that  some  of  the  images  he 
photographed  were  not  necessarily  high  on  his  list  that  he'd  like  to  photograph.  But  in  order  to 
satisfy  some  of  the  interests  of  the  clients,  he  may  have  included  them.  But  we're  talking 
about  photographers  who  do  their  own  thing  and  to  hell  with  the  rest  of  the  world,  like  say  a 
painter,  versus  some  like  myself,  who  use  photography  as  a  way  of  life  and  to  make  an 
income. 

Riess:       The  Guggenheim  supports  both  kinds,  I  suppose. 

Miller:       That's  correct.  The  Guggenheim  was  a  good  example  of  pure  photography.  They  didn't  say 
anything  about  what  they  wanted.  And,  in  fact,  I  also  kept  that  concept  private  from  myself, 
[laughter]  I  didn't  know  what  I  wanted,  I  just  explored  the  area.  Other  people  who  have 
worked  on  Guggenheims  I  think  have  done  the  same  thing. 


Gene  Smith's  "Paradise  Garden" 


Riess:       About  Gene  Smith,  can  I  ask  you  to  repeat  the  story  that  I  lost  last  time  about  asking  Gene 
Smith  for  a  print  of  that  image  in  The  Family  of  Man? 

Miller:       Oh  yes.  In  The  Family  of  Man,  after  we  had  made  our  final  selections  of  what  pictures  we 

wanted  to  have  in  the  exhibition  we  asked  some  local  photographers  if  they'd  like  to  make  the 
print  for  us,  or  would  they  give  us  the  negative  and  we'll  have  the  print  made  by  Compo 
Photocolor  in  New  York.  Actually  we  wanted  Compo  Photocolor  to  make  all  of  them  so  the 
prints  would  have  a  commonality  and  they  would  match  the  other  prints  quality-wise.  And 
they  were  very  good  technicians. 

But  in  this  case,  because  of  Gene— he  wanted  to  make  the  prints,  he  didn't  feel  anybody  could 
make  the  print  as  well  as  he  could.  And  he  invariably  spent  not  only  hours  but  days  in  the 
darkroom.  In  fact,  in  a  Life  story  he  would  disappear  in  the  darkroom  and  return,  and  you 


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almost— here  he  was  seemingly  weeks  or  months  afterwards  with  a  beard  and  other  things  and 
with  the  final  prints.  And  it  would  drive  the  Life  people  mad. 

In  this  case  we  had  a  print  that  I'd  found  in  the  Life  morgue  of  what  he  [Smith]  called  "A  Walk 
in  Paradise  Garden,"  something  like  that,  of  two  children  walking  out  from  underneath  this 
frame  of  bushes.  A  nice  picture  and  we  wanted  to  use  it  at  the  end  of  the  exhibition.  It  was 
going  to  be  about,  maybe  30"  x  40". 

I  told  Gene  we  wanted  to  do  this  and  asked  him  if  he'd  like  to  make  the  print,  and  yes,  he 
certainly  wanted  to  make  the  print.  So  I  arranged  for  him  to  get  the  necessary  paper  and 
chemicals  to  do  this,  because  his  wife  Carmen  said,  "Don't  give  Gene  the  money  for  it  because 
he'll  spend  it  on  other  things."  So  after  he  told  me  what  he  wanted  I  did  get  the  materials  for 
him.  And  I  gave  him  a  deadline,  knowing  that  he  was  often  not  able  to  meet  a  deadline,  of 
about  three  weeks  early.  So  he  took  this  material. 

Now  the  print  we  had  that  I'd  gotten  out  of  the  files  had  been  handled  a  great  deal  and  it  had 
some  cracks  in  it.  It  was  dog-eared,  and  it  wasn't  a  fine  print  at  this  point.  So  at  the  same  time 

I  gave  these  materials  to  Gene  I  sent  the  print  from  the  Life  files  over  to  Compo  Photocolor 
and  asked  them  to  make  a  copy  of  it,  make  a  negative  and  make  a  print  to  size.  Just  so  we 
wouldn't  get  stuck  in  case  he  didn't  come  up  with  the  print.  Later,  when  he  did  do  it,  we  could 
always  replace  it.  And  sure  enough,  the  deadline  came  and  went  and  we  had  to  put  this  copy 
print  up  on  the  wall.  Because  Gene  hadn't  shown  up  with  his. 

A  couple  of  weeks  later  Gene  shows  up  with  these  photographs  rolled  up  under  his  arm.  We 
went  up  to  the  museum  exhibition  space  in  the  morning  because  the  museum  didn't  open  to  the 
public  until  noon.  And  I  took  this  print  that  we  had  down  off  the  wall,  and  he  unrolled  his 
prints.  He  had  half  a  dozen  of  them  there,  different  qualities,  and  he  laid  them  out  beside  this 
print.    I  was  worried  about  this  because  I  know  how  he  struggles  and  works  so  hard  on  it.  He 
will  darken  this  or  lighten  that,  and  he'll  use  ferro  cyanide  to  bleach  little  bits.  And  the 
delicacies  with  which  he  treats  a  print  are  just  great,  they're  very  great.  So  I  was  interested  in 
seeing  how  it  would  work. 

He  laid  his  out,  and  he  stood  back  there  and  looked  at  these  prints.  And  he  walked  around  a 
little  bit  and  looked  at  them  some  more.  Finally,  he  said,  'You  know,  I  think  the  print  you  have 
on  the  wall  is  the  best  one.  Let's  use  that  one."  [laughter]  So  he  rolled  his  up  and  went  along. 
That  I  think  points  out  the  fact,  I  believe,  that  when  you  make  a  photograph,  a  print  of  a 
photograph  of  larger  than  normal  size,  it  picks  up  a  new  quality  other  than  one  of  maybe  an 

I 1  "x!4"  or  something.  But  one  like  this,  maybe  30"x40",  it  has  a  new  quality  to  it. 

Riess:       Weren't  you  implying  that  one  of  the  problems  he  was  having  was  that  he  was  maybe  working 
with  two  negatives  anyway  so  that  he  wasn't  sure  he  was  getting  what  he  had  gotten  the  first 
time. 

Miller:       No,  I  didn't  say  that  because  I  don't  know  that—that  this  image  was  made  from  two  negatives. 
That  was  a  remark  that  I  heard  forty  years  later,  that  the  original  negative  has  never  been 
found. 

Riess:       For  all  those  images  in  the  show,  I  would  hope  you  didn't  have  to  do  that  much  handholding. 


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Miller:       Well,  it's  interesting.  In  the  exhibition  we  had  a  panel  of  three  photographs,  one  above  the 
other.  One  was  an  8"xlO"  by  Edward  Weston,  and  the  second  was  by— gee  whiz,  a  2  1/4", 
from  a  2  1/4"  negative.  And  the  third  was  a  35mm  negative  that  had  been  overdeveloped—had 
to  be  overdeveloped  because  it  had  been  shot  in  room  lighting  during  World  War  II,  of  a 
soldier  coming  back  on  leave  and  having  a  party  there  in  the  room.  And  these  three  images, 
8"xlO",  2  1/4"  negative,  and  then  a  35mm  mounted  one  above  the  other— they  all  seemed  to  be 
of  equal  quality. 

Riess:       They  were  all  printed  the  same  size? 

Miller:       All  the  same  size.  There  was  a  difference,  of  course,  but  negligible  to  the  viewer.  So  when 
you  get  to  a  larger  size  like  this  it  becomes  something  different. 


March  1955.  The  Show  Closes  and  Wavne  Moves  On 


Riess:       Another  story  we  lost,  you  told  me  you  were  asked  by  Rene  d'Hamoncourt  if  you  wanted  a 
job. 

Miller:       Well,  this  was  in  the  spring  of  1955.  The  Family  of  Man  exhibition  had  closed  in  March  of 
1955.  There  was  much  cleaning  up  after  the  exhibition,  returning  prints  and  taking  care  of  this 
and  taking  care  of  that.  And  so  I  was  still  in  the  museum  area,  maybe  in  May  or  June.  Rene 
d'Hamoncourt,  the  director  of  the  museum,  asked  to  see  me,  and  I  went  up  to  see  him.  And  in 
the  conversation  he  asked  me  whether  I'd  be  interested— at  this  point  it  was  understood  that 
Steichen  was  going  to  move  on,  he  had  done  his  thing  and  he  wanted  to  move  on,  at  least  he 
was  planning  to— Rene  asked  me  if  I  would  be  interested  in  staying  on  and  taking  on  that  job  as 
director  of  the  department  of  photography. 

I  was  complimented,  highly  complimented,  and  realized  then  that  I  hadn't  thought  about 
anything  like  that.  I  also  realized  that  I  certainly  wasn't  the  man  for  that  job,  because  if  I  were 
to  stay  on  I'd  be  known  just  as  a  poor  copy  of  Edward  Steichen,  and  I  couldn't  begin  to  fill  his 
shoes.  Also  I  had  other  things  I  wanted  to  do  that  I'd  been  having  in  my  mind.  So  I  very 
graciously  thanked  him  and  then  said  no.  And  I  must  say,  it  was  the  same  day  or  the  next  day 
Steichen  asked  me,  'Well,  what  did  you  say  to  Rene?"  I  told  Steichen,  I  said,  "Captain  ,  that 
job's  not  for  me."  I  said,  "Thank  you,  but  it's  not  for  me." 

Riess:       "Captain?" 

Miller:       That's  what  I  called  him.  That  seemed  comfortable,  rather  than  "E.J."  which  is  what  his 
contemporaries  called  him  who  knew  him  before  the  war,  people  like  Grace  Mayer  at  the 
museum  and  so  on.  Captain  was  his  highest  ranking.  He  so  wanted  to  be  an  admiral,  but  he 
didn't  make  it. 

Anyway,  "Good,"  he  said  I  think  he  was  worried  that  I  might  have  taken  it.  He  was,  I  think, 
being  protective  of  me  in  that  case,  because  a  job  like  that  is  not  just  doing  a  job  as  director  of 
photography,  it's  knowing  how  to  swim  with  those  other  fish  that  fill  this  museum.  And  they 
are  really  a  special  breed  of  people. 


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Riess:       Are  you  talking  about  the  other  curators? 

Miller:       Yes,  the  other  curators.  And  the  politics  in  a  museum  like  that  are  just  immense.  Plus  you 
need  the  ability  to  raise  money  for  your  own  department.  I  couldn't  have  handled  that,  I  felt 
like  a  fish  out  of  water— using  that  analogy— in  the  museum.  Because  these  people,  I  don't 
know  what  it  is,  they're  strange  people. 

Riess:       Had  Steichen  stopped  doing  any  of  his  own  photography? 

Miller:  Oh,  he  hadn't  been  doing  any  professional  photography.  He  often  made  little  snapshots,  and 
we  have  many  snapshots  here  that  he  made  of  our  family.  I  think  that  after  the  war  he  didn't 
make  any  other  photographs. 

Riess:       Steichen  stayed  on,  didn't  he? 

Miller:       He  stayed  on  until  he  could  find  a  replacement.  And  I  think  the  replacement  was  a  very  good 
choice,  John  Szarkowski,  who  was  not  like  Steichen  in  any  way.  John  was  an  accomplished 
photographer,  but  his  work  was  in  architecture  primarily.  And  he  was  an  academic  in  many 
ways,  he  looked  at  photography  differently  than  Steichen,  which  was  great,  to  have  that 
change.  I  think  that  worked  out. 


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Riess:       Was  it  also  that  spring  that  you  had  your  conversation  with  Jerry  Mason? 

Miller:       Oh,  yes.  After  this  exhibition  was  over  and  things  began  to  quiet  down  I  began  to  reflect  on 
what  I  had  seen  and  what  I  had  experienced  in  looking  for  photographs  to  be  considered  for 
the  exhibition.  And  I  realized  that  I  didn't  find  collections  or  groups  of  photographs  where  a 
photographer  spent  any  real  length  of  time  photographing  childhood. 

m 

Miller:       Margaret  Bourke-White,  I  remember  seeing  one  essay  she  had  done  in  the  Time-Life  morgue, 
and  it  was  in  a  steel  file  case,  a  four-drawer  steel  file  case.  In  fact,  there  were  two  of  these 
steel  file  cases,  side  by  side,  filled  with  H"xl4"  prints  standing  on  edge  and  organized  that 
Margaret  Bourke-White  had  made  on  one  assignment  in  this  small  town.  And  it  was  a 
fantastic  job.  She  had  been  sent  there  to  do  a  story  on  education,  grammar  school  education, 
so  she  photographed  the  children,  the  school,  and  all.  Then  she  photographed  the  lives  of  the 
teachers.  And  then  the  lives  of  the  children,  and  then  the  lives  of  the  family,  and  then  the 
family,  what  they  did,  the  man  at  the  factory,  and  the  mother  at  woman's  club,  or  what  she  did, 
she  photographed  them. 

And  this  factory,  the  large  engine  this  man  had  worked  on,  she  photographed  it,  she  made 
pictures  from  a  tripod,  4"x5",  walking  all  the  way  around  this  engine.  Then  she  raised  the 
tripod,  and  looked  down  on  it,  and  made  it  all  the  way  around  again.  And  then  down  low  with 
the  same  thing.  She  had  done  it,  she  did  the  hospital,  she  did  the  city  hall,  and  the  city 
government.  This  was  an  education  assignment!  The  only  other  person  I  can  think  of  that 


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spent  any  length  of  time  on  a  subject  like  that  was  Dorothea  Lange,  and  of  course  Doric  spent 
her  time  on  the  farm  workers. 

But,  I  didn't  find  anyone  who  had  spent  any  length  of  time  on  children.  So  I  thought  that  by 
golly,  I'll  do  it.  I'd  like  to  do  it  for  as  long  as  I  can  before  I  can't  see  it  any  longer,  and  can't  be 
effective.  I  called  Jerry  Mason,  who  was  the  publisher  of  The  Family  of  Man  book.  I  had 
gotten  to  know  Jerry  by  this  time,  charming  guy.  I  said,  "Jerry,  I'm  going  to  be  leaving  town  in 
a  couple  days,  and  I  hope  that  you  might  have  an  opportunity--!  hope  that  we  can  get  together 
and  talk.  I've  got  an  idea."  He  said,  "Well,  Wayne,  I'm  leaving  town  tomorrow  or  the  day  after 
tomorrow,  and  today  I'm  just  jammed  up.  In  fact,  I'm  leaving  for  lunch  in  about  fifteen 
minutes."  And  I  said,  'Where  are  you  going  to  lunch,  Jerry?"  He  had  an  office  on  Fifth 
Avenue,  I  think  about  47th  Street.  He  said,  "I'm  going  up  to  Michael's."  That,  I  believe,  is  on 
54th  Street. 

•• 

I  said,  "Jerry,  let  me  come  down  and  meet  you  and  walk  with  you  up  to  Michael's,  because  I've 
got  an  idea  I'd  like  to  share  with  you."  Which  I  did,  as  we  walked  up  Fifth  Avenue.  I  told  him 
about  my  desires,  and  that  I  wanted  to  work  using  my  own  family.  We  had  four  children  at  this 
time,  two  boys,  two  girls,  and  I  wanted  to  photograph  each  of  them  and  then  their  playmates 
and  schoolmates  up  to  puberty.  Because  they  were  now  from  three,  four,  years  old  until  about 
ten  or  twelve.  And  I  said  I'd  like  to  have  Erik  Erikson,  the  child  psychologist  who  had  done 
that  fabulous  book  called  Childhood  and  Society,  I'd  like  to  have  him  write  the  book.  And 
because  he's  quite  an  academic,  and  sometimes  a  little  hard  to  read  because  of  that,  I'd  like  to 
get  Ben  Spock,  who's  a  more  popular  writer,  to  rewrite  Erik's  words.  I  said,  "I  don't  know  how 
long  it's  going  to  take,  but  I'd  like  to  work  on  it  until  it  gets  done." 

Well,  before  we  got  to  Michael's,  Jerry  had  offered  me  a  $10,000  guarantee  to  do  it.  So,  in  fact 
I—in  hindsight  it  was  great.  I  proceeded  on  it,  I  went  back  to  California,  I  got  started  on  this, 
and  I  worked  for  a  period  of  three  years  on  it.  And  the  only  reason  I  quit  was  because  I 
couldn't  see  the  subject  any  more,  I  lost  my  sensitivities  to  it,  I'd  become  too  familiar  with  it. 
After  about  two  years  I'd  made  up  some  prints  and  taken  them  to  show  to  Erik  Erikson. 
Actually,  Jerry  Mason  set  up  a  meeting  and  we  went  to  Ben  Spock's  home  in  Cleveland,  I 
guess,  where  he  was  teaching.  Erik  Erickson  came  with  his  wife  Joan,  and  Ben  was  there  and 
I  think  his  wife  Jane,  and  my  wife  Joan  and  I  were  there. 

And  we  looked  at  the  photographs.  I  lined  them  all  up  against  the  couch  and  the  cushions  and 
the  floor  and  all.  We  looked  at  them  and  everybody  was  happy,  thought  that's  a  great  idea, 
we're  on  the  road,  we're  going  to  do  this  thing.  And  Erik—you  know  it  took  a  lot  of  chutzpah 
on  my  part  to  assume  that  this  was  going  to  work  out.  I'd  gotten  to  know  Ben  Spock  because 
he  had  written  a  book  together  with  a  doctor  by  the  name  of  Rhinehart  around  some 
photographs  I'd  done  for  the  Ladies '  Home  Journal  called  Baby 's  First  Year,  and  during  that 
time  I'd  gotten  to  know  Ben,  and  he's  a  charming  man.  And  when  I  had  mentioned  this  idea  to 
Ben  Spock  he  said,  "Great,  I've  always  wanted  to  work  with  Erik."  And  Erik  made  a  similar 
remark,  he  said,  "Gee  that'd  be  fine,  I  like  Ben."  So  just  by  chance  this  young  pushy 
photographer  had  come  up  smelling  like  roses. 

They  conferred  during  this  meeting,  and  everything  was  fine.  I  finally  finished  the  job  and  I 
took  some  more  photographs  with  me  up  to  Stockbridge,  Massachusetts  where  Erik  Erikson 
was  teaching  in  a  clinic  up  there,  and  I  showed  him  these  photographs.  And  at  that  time  he 
was  working  on  a  book  of  Martin  Luther  as  a  young  man,  Young  Man  Luther.  And  he  looked 
at  these  photographs,  and  he  said,  "Wayne,  I  don't  know  what  I  could  write.  You've  said 


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everything  there  is  to  be  said  about  these  kids  in  your  pictures.  I  can't  add  anything  to  that."  I 
can't  help  but  feel  that  he  was  influenced  by  the  fact  that  he  was  in  the  middle  of  writing  a 
book  and  didn't  want  to  get  involved  in  something  else.  Anyway,  I  thanked  him  and  picked  up 
my  pictures  and  went  back  to  New  York  City. 

Riess:       Were  you  a  little  dashed? 

Miller:  I  was  really  upset,  devastated.  I  met  Jerry  Mason,  and  his  face  brightened,  and  he  said,  "Great, 
I  was  worried  about  this  thing.  I'm  happy."  I  was  surprised  and  I  said,  "Fine,  Jerry,  but  who's 
going  to  write  the  book?"  And  he  said,  "You  are."  Well,  I'm  no  writer,  but  with  Jerry's  help  we 
cobbled  this  book  together.  And  it  seemed  to  come  out  all  right. 

Riess:       Well,  it  didn't  just  "come  out  all  right,"  it  was  a  great  success. 

Miller:       It  was  a  great  success.  It's  interesting  because  I  know  that  doing  this  book  I  experienced 

childhood  for  the  first  time.  I  learned  things  I  didn't  know  about  childhood.  And  I  think  that 
maybe  that  was  one  of  the  reasons  it  was  so  popular  on  college  campuses,  strangely  enough. 
At  the  Berkeley  campus,  on  Telegraph  Avenue,  there  were  several  bookstores—one  in 
particular  down  around  Bancroft  had  a  sign  that  used  to  hang  out  over  the  street  that  they 
would  advertise  books  on.  And  they  advertised  The  World  is  Young,  the  name  of  my  book,  on 
that.  It  was  a  great  seller  on  college  campuses,  it  seemed  to  strike  a  nerve,  I  think  because  it 
talked  about  these  experiences  that  children  would  go  through.  I  think  the  college  students 
maybe  still  felt  some  of  those  things  or  wonderments  about  them. 

Also  in  San  Francisco,  right  in  the  heart  of  the  financial  district,  Newbegin's  had  a  bookstore. 
I  think  that  was  the  name.  The  window  was  taken  over  completely  with  my  book  laid  out  and 
opened  to  different  pages,  and  I  just  was  bowled  over  to  see  it  there,  it  was  just  marvelous.  So 
it  was  well  received,  and  it  sold  about  70,000  soft  covers  and  about  10,000  hard  covers.  And  it 
was  talked  about  on  a  television  show,  I  did  a  Linkletter  show,  I  think.  And  some  of  the 
pictures,  when  I  was  working  on  the  magazine  Ladies '  Home  Journal— no,  I'm  mixed  up  here 
because  I  was  on  a  Dave  Garroway  show  in  Chicago  one  time  with  my  photographs.  I  can't 
remember  what  that  was  about. 


It's  interesting  how  those  images  have  had  such  a  life,  that  the  book  was  picked  up  in  1 999  by 
a  Japanese  photo  magazine.  Is  it  because  of  the  content,  or  what  do  you  think? 

I  don't  know.  I  must  say  I  think  the  Japanese  photo  bugs,  they're  interested  in  everything.  So 
I  got  a  good  reception  there.  There  was  an  exhibition  in  Tokyo,  and  we  went  to  Kyoto,  and  we 
went  someplace  else,  and  I  gave  talks  in  each  one  of  those  cities. 

Do  you  think  it's  the  curiosity  about  this  intimate  document  of  life  in  this  country? 

I  don't  know.  This  book  was  a—the  subject  matter  was  kind  of  a  unique  slice  of  time  about  a 
culture  that  no  longer  exists.  This  was  the  happy,  suburban  life.  It  was  an  age  of  innocence.  It 
would  be  hard— to  redo  some  of  this  I  think  would  be  hard  to  do  today.  Much  like  the  blacks  in 
Chicago.  That  is  a  moment  of  time  that  has  come  and  gone. 


Riess:       Much  like  the  farmer's  wife,  too. 


Riess: 
Miller: 

Riess: 
Miller: 


Miller:       In  my  mind,  yes. 


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So  there  was  a  timeliness  to  it.  That's  one  of  the  great  values  of  photography.  Once  you  make 
that  picture,  you've  created  history.  That  picture  is  the  past.  You  can't  reproduce  that  same 
picture  with  that  same  quality.  It's  an  amazing  quality,  a  beautiful  aspect  of  it  that's  just  to  me 
breathless  and  mind-boggling.  The  beauty  of  photography  is  that  you  have  an  unexposed  roll 
of  film  and  you  put  it  in  your  camera,  and  you  have  the  opportunity  to  make  images  that  no 
one  has  ever  seen  before.  The  opportunity  to  capture  understandings  that  the  world's  waiting 
for.  And,  it's~I  guess  an  artist  looking  at  a  blank  canvas  must  feel  the  same  way,  but  it's— I'm 
forever  impressed  by  this. 

Riess:       In  the  late  1950s,  besides  the  book  you  must  have  had  all  kinds  of  assignments. 

Miller:       Magazines,  I  worked  for  every  magazine.  Magazine  assignments  were  coming  in  faster  than  I 
could  do  them.  I  think  it's  because  somehow  or  other  people  couldn't  do  magazine  stories. 


American  Society  of  Magazine  Photographers 


Riess:       On  top  of  assignments  and  the  personal  project  that  became  The  World  is  Young,  you  were  also 
involved  in  the  American  Society  of  Magazine  Photographers.  You  joined  in  1947,  you  were 
chairman  in  1955.  You've  referred  to  it  elsewhere  as  a  time  of  revolution.  What  were  the 
issues? 

Miller:       It  was  a  revolution,  I  guess.  There  was  a  disagreement,  and  I  don't  know  what  the 

disagreement  was,  between  the  president,  who  was  Philippe  Halsman,  and  someone  else  who 
was  challenging  Philippe  on  some  subject.  Both  of  these  men  were  adamant  and  it  threatened 
to  break  up  ASMP. 

Riess:       What  does  ASMP  do? 

Miller:       It  started  as  an  organization  to  represent  photographers'  common  needs.  Not  an  agency,  but  an 
association.  Because  as  freelance  photographers  we  didn't  have  any  kind  of  institutional 
structure  to  support  ourselves,  of  course,  and  we  needed  help.  I  suppose  you  could  say  we 
pooled  our  ignorance  as  well  as  our  assets  to  find  ways  to  improve  our  lot,  because  otherwise 
the  magazines  with  their  assignments  and  all,  they  were  controlling  our  lives  and  we  didn't 
have  any  recourse.  So  we  made  an  effort  to  bring  some  structure  to  these  relationships. 

In  fact  Collier's  magazine,  I  forget  the  details  of  it  but  we  came  to  an  impasse  with  them  as  far 
as  working  conditions  and  relationships,  the  amount  of  money  they  would  pay  us  as  well  as 
ownership  of  all  the  materials.  And  so  we  came  out  with  an  ultimatum  that  we  wanted  such 
and  such.  Well,  we  found  that  if  we  did  that  we  were  going  to  be  considered  by  the  IRS,  I 
guess  it  was,  as  a  union.  We  couldn't  do  that  under  our  existing  conditions.  And 
photographers,  we  all  considered  ourselves  mavericks,  and  not  wanting  to  be  told  what  to  do 
by  anybody.  The  idea  of  being  part  of  a  union  where  we  would  no  longer  have  control,  the 
freedom  that  we  would  have  as  individuals,  that  became  a  problem.  So  this  was  part  of  the 
fuel  that  was  heating  up  our  problems  in  early  ASMP  days. 

I  forget  what  happened,  we  had  to  back  off  from  being  this  union  deal.  That  meant  we  didn't 
have— we  couldn't  call  a  strike,  for  example.  So  we  had  to  work  around  that.  In  later  years 


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Magnum  Photos,  in  the  late  '50s,  we  took  similar  positions.  We  refused  to  work  for  Life  at  one 
time,  National  Geographic  another,  until  they  agreed  that  the  images  we  had  photographed 
belonged  to  the  photographer  and  they  had  publication  rights.  We  held  out  and  we  won  in  each 
of  these  cases.  But  ASMP  had  some  other  aspects  to  it  that  I  don't  remember. 

Anyway,  I  was  on  the  board  of  directors  of  ASMP  at  that  time.  I  was  asked  to  be  president, 
and  I  felt  that  that  would  be  not  circumspect.  Knowing  Philippe  Halsman's  personality,  he 
wouldn't  like  to  be  replaced.  So  I  came  up  with  the  idea,  "Let's  call  me  Chairman  of  the  Board 
instead  of  President,"  and  that  made  everybody  happy.  So,  I  was  Chairman  of  the  Board  for 
two  years,  I  guess,  or  a  year.  I  don't  know  what  it  was. 

Riess:  What  photographers  did  you  represent?  Did  everyone  join  ASMP? 

Miller:  No,  I  don't  know  how  many. 

Riess:  But,  most  magazine  photographers? 

Miller:  Many,  many,  yes.  I  remember  my  membership  number  was  222. 

Riess:  It  began  in  '44,  and  you  joined  in  '47,  so  that's  a  lot  of  photographers. 

Miller:  Yes,  I  don't  know,  they've  got  many  thousands  now. 

Riess:  How  did  they  communicate  at  the  time? 

Miller:  Poorly. 

Riess:  Was  there  a  magazine  or  newsletter? 

Miller:  We  had  a  newsletter,  that  was  about  it. 

It  was  primarily  a  New  York  organization  because  that's  where  all  the  publishers  were,  and  the 
editors,  and  the  photographers.  Living  out  here  on  the  West  Coast,  it  was  about  as  far  away  as 
Zamboanga,  or  other  places.  I  didn't  actively  participate,  I  don't  remember  when  I  did  get 
involved  with  being  a  member  of  the  board  of  directors  of  ASMP.  It  must  have  been  1953  or 
so. 

Riess:       I  see  names  listed  here  in  the  ASMP  Picture  Annual  like  Richard  Avedon,  Dorothea  Lange, 
Edward  Weston,  Carder-Bresson. 

Miller:       It  was  very  inclusive.  We  were  doing  our  best  to  get  as  many  members  as  possible,  for  two 
reasons.  One  is  for  membership  fees,  and  second  to  control  the  market,  as  far  as  establishing 
business  practices.  Until  this  group  came  along  there  was  no  structure  to  the  magazine  world 
and  business  practices.  So  it  was  important  to  have  as  large  a  membership  as  possible. 

Riess:       The  photojournalists  out  here-you  mentioned  Peter  Stackpole,  Fred  Lyons,  and  Joe  Munroe. 
Miller:       And  Jon  Brenneis. 
Riess:       Were  you  competing  with  each  other  for  jobs? 


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Miller:  No.  In  fact,  frequently  it'd  be  a  case  of  if  we'd  get  an  assignment  and  couldn't  do  it,  we'd  get 
hold  of  the  other  one  and  have  them  take  care  of  it.  You  see,  I  was  under  contract  with  Life  and 
they  were  not.  Stackpole  was,  but  in  the  1950s,  why  Stackpole  was  in  Los  Angeles. 


Magnum  Picture  Agency 

Riess:       Then  you  were  elected  in  1958  to  Magnum,  "prestigious  international  photographers 
cooperative  founded  by  George  Rodger." 

Miller:  George  Rodger,  Capa,  Bresson,  and  David  Seymour.  Four  of  them. 

Riess:  Why  did  they  found  Magnum? 

Miller:  Well,  again,  to  represent  the  interests  of  themselves. 

Riess:  But  ASMP? 

Miller:       No,  it's  separate  from  ASMP.  Magnum  is  a  picture  agency  representing  us,  finding 
assignments  for  us  and  taking  care  of  our  individual  needs. 

Riess:       That's  nice,  I  guess.  Sounds  paternalistic. 

Miller:       Very  much  so.  In  fact,  in  trying  to  bring  a  little  order,  doing  a  little  housecleaning  when  I 
became  president,  I  found  that  we  were  taking  care  of  the  laundry  for  some  of  these 
photographers  and  paying  alimony  to  some  of  their  wives,  and  all  kind  of  personal  things!  So 
we  were  doing  more  than  just  representing  them  to  clients  and  taking  care  of  professional 
needs. 

Riess:       How  did  one  become  a  member  of  Magnum? 

Miller:       You  were  asked  to  become  a  member.  Initially  I  was  invited  to  become  a  member  in  1947, 

soon  after  they  were  put  together.  And  I  didn't  accept  the  invitation  because  I  had  other  things 
I  was  doing.  I  was  back  in  Chicago  doing  my  own  thing,  and  I  didn't  feel  the  need  for  this. 
Also,  I  was  in  Chicago  and  this  was  a  New  York  based  outfit.  New  York  and  Paris,  really.  So, 
I  felt  out  of  the  loop.  And  then  came  along  The  Family  of  Man,  and  I  wanted  to  do  this  The 
World  is  Young  on  children  out  here.  So  again,  I  put  off  joining.  Normally  you  are  asked  to 
become  an  associate  for  a  year  or  two.  Then  if  it  works  out,  then  you're  asked  to  become  a 
member. 

Well,  in  1958  I  guess  it  was,  I  decided  that  it  made  sense  for  me  to  be  directly  related  to 
Magnum,  and  it  came  up  again  and  I  said  I'd  like  to  do  that.  I  skipped  the  associate  business 
and  became  a  member  directly.  I  think  it  was  somewhat  unusual  for  them  to  do  it  that  way,  but 
we  knew  each  other  well  and  they  had  been  handling  some  of  my  work  anyway.  Some  of  the 
stories  I'd  done  for  further  distribution,  they  would  take  care  of  it,  even  though  it  was  informal, 
you  see.  I  have  things  in  my  files,  photographs  that  were  stamped  on  the  back  in  the  late 
forties  and  early  fifties  that  are  Magnum.  They  had  been  informally  distributing  my  work. 


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Riess:       It  must  have  a  huge  structure.  This  is  a  big  administrative  thing. 

Miller:       It  is,  it  has  developed  into  somewhat  of  a  monster.  We  now  have  four  offices,  we  have  New 
York,  Paris,  London,  and  Tokyo.  I  think  probably  thirty,  maybe  forty  photographers  are 
involved  in  it  and  working  out  of  these  different  offices.  And  the  work  is  distributed 
internationally. 

Riess:       How  are  they  "involved"?  Do  you  mean  taking  pictures,  or  printing  and  so  on? 
Miller:       I'm  talking  about  photographers  out  making  pictures. 

And  we  have  large  staffs.  In  Paris,  we  have  a  staff  of  about  twenty-eight  people  and  a  budget 
of  over  a  million  dollars. 

Riess:       The  photographers  are  out  making  pictures? 

Miller:       For  magazines,  for  advertising.  Not  for  advertising,  but  for  annual  reports,  per  se.  In  the  last 
few  years,  our  work  has  started  changing.  It  started  out  as  being  purely  photojournalism,  but 
then  as  new  markets  showed  up  we  started  moving  into  those.  Then  some  of  the 
photojournalism  has  begun  drying  up  on  the  vine. 

There  are  very  few  pure  photojournalism  opportunities  today.  So  there's  a  struggle  today  for 
photographers.  Most  of  us  have  photojournalistic  training,  on  the  job  training,  and  talents  of 
that  nature.  What  we've  done  is  try  to  adapt  those  to  other  photographic  opportunities,  which 
are  books.  And  for  a  while  there  we  were  doing  a  log  of  annual  reports  for  corporations, 
which  paid  very  well. 

I  did,  and  others  did,  work  for  on-site  movie  making  where  we  would  be  hired  by  the  movie 
company— I  told  you  about  photographing  John  Wayne— at  a  good  daily  rate,  maybe  a  thousand 
or  fifteen  hundred  dollars  a  day,  to  be  there  to  make  any  photographs  we  would  like  to  make, 
not  to  work  for  the  company  but  because  we  had  entree  to  magazines  and  publications  and  we 
would  be  doing  stories  that  we  thought  we  should  do  that  would  be  of  interest  to  editors.  And 
then  we  would  be  paid  by  the  magazines,  as  well.  So  we  adapt  our  talents  to  these  other 
circumstances.  Today  still  some  of  us  are  working  for  National  Geographic,  but  only  a  few 
because  National  Geographic  can't  handle  too  much.  And  let's  see,  what  else? 

Riess:       Corporate  reports,  still? 

Miller:       They're  not  as  prominent  as  they  used  to  be.  They  used  to  be  big,  slick  productions.  But 
anyway,  corporate  yes,  still  corporate. 

## 

Miller:       [looking  at  reports]  Here  is  the  report  of  Magnum's  annual  meeting  in  New  York.  Here's  the 
Tokyo  report,  here's  the  Paris  report,  here's  one  of  the  financial  results.  Another  one— I  don't 
see  a  London  report  here,  I'm  sure  it's  here  someplace.  Anyway,  these  give  you  an  idea  of  how 
things  have  changed. 

Riess:       I  see  they  talk  about  the  "team." 


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Miller:       Well,  if  you  attended  one  of  these  meetings  and  heard  what  a  struggle  we  have  to  get  those 

jobs  and  all,  you'd  realize  that  you're  in  the  kennels  lighting  during  feeding  time.  But  I  looked 
for  this  to  give  you  an  idea.  Here  is  how  it  is  broken  down  to  stock  sales,  things  out  of  the  files 
that  we  resell.  And  then  first  sales,  which  are  based  on  assignments.  And  then  exhibition  and 
print  sales.  And  editorial  assignments,  that's  another  one.  And  advertising  corporation 
assignments.  So  these  are  broad  categories. 

Riess:       "Priorities  for  next  year:  To  be  more  project-oriented." 
Miller:       Yes,  well,  those  things  are  probably  the  same  as  they've  been  for  every  year. 
Riess:       "To  think  big." 

Miller:       Now  here's  income  from  New  York,  1.9  million.  Just  income  from  New  York.  And  then 

expenditures—this  is  a  peculiarity  we  have  at  Magnum,  income  is  1 .9  million  and  expenditures 
are  2.2  million.  Somehow  or  other  we  do  that  all  the  time. 

And  you  see,  the  photographers  own  the  association. 
Riess:       So  you're  the  stockholders,  when  it  says,  "Annual  Meeting  of  Stockholders." 

Miller:       Right.  And  the  money  we  have  to  spend  is  the  money  the  photographers  brought  in.  And 
times  have  been  a  little  tough  lately,  so  now  photographers  are  asked  to  leave  in  Magnum  a 
cash  balance  and  that  becomes  our  working  capital.  At  one  time  Magnum  would  take  40 
percent  of  our  income  for  expenses,  and  the  photographer  would  get  60.  Now,  I  understand, 
it's  reversed,  Magnum  gets  60,  we  get  40.  But  overhead,  costs  go  up,  that's  a  way  of  looking  at 
it. 

Photographers  by  definition  are  terrible  businessmen.  And  yet  we  ask  of  ourselves  the  talents 
to  run  an  association  of  this  magnitude.  Now  I'm  just  talking  about  the  New  York  office.  Paris 
and  others  are  similar  budgets,  maybe  even  larger,  I  don't  know.  So  it  ain't  small  potatoes 
when  you  think  we're  asked  to  come  up  with  maybe  three  million  dollars  a  year  to  pay  for  our 
own  overhead,  and  maybe  there's  only  thirty  photographers  producing. 

Riess:       And  you're  still  an  active  member? 

Miller:       No,  I'm  known  as  a  contributor,  a  contributing  member.  That  means  I  don't  take  any 
assignments,  they  resell  my  work  from  the  files. 

Riess:       With  the  same  percentage? 
Miller:       Whatever,  I  don't  know  what  the  percentage  is. 
Riess:       As  far  as  the  files  go,  do  they  create  the  prints?  Or  do  they  refer  back  to  you? 

Miller:       It  varies,  it  varies.  In  many  cases,  they  create  the  prints.  We  are  now  putting  everything  on 
computers.  They  have  a  big  staff  there.  In  New  York  there  are  five  people,  I  think,  doing 
nothing  but  handling  computerization  of  the  prints.  My  book,  Chicago's  South  Side,  is  now  on 
a  disk.  They  can  service  requests  for  prints  by  transmitting  that  over  the  telephone  or  the  lines 


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dissension.  Understandable  and  reasonable.  Magnum  Photos  is  a  most  unusual  group  because 
they  will  fight  to  the  death  to  maintain  quality.  They  have  great  respect  for  that  and  are 
embarrassed  and  unhappy  when  they  can't  do  that.  Sometimes  we  can't  do  it  because  we  have 
to  survive.  So,  these  are  the  points  of  friction. 

Riess:       How  about  Black  Star,  is  that  an  equivalent  agency? 

Miller:       Black  Star  is  a  commercial  operation.  They  hire  photographers—not  hire,  but  they—.  Black 
Star  is  an  exceptional  group.  Oh,  god,  I  can't  remember  the  man's  name.  The  man  I'm  trying 
to  think  of  is  no  longer  alive,  he  died  in  the  last  several  years.  Black  Star  was  made  up  by 
some  German  immigrants,  German  Jews,  I  believe,  who  developed  this  agency  to  supply  the 
needs  of  clients.  And  they  hired  good  people,  and  they  hired  good  staff.  This  fellow,  the  one 
they  hired,  they  kind  of  adopted  him.  These  other  men  were  older  and  he  was  young.  But 
anyway,  the  three  of  them,  the  older  three  died  off  and  he  ended  up  owning  the  company. 
What's  his  name?  Howard  Chapnick. 

Black  Star  will  take  photographers— they're  not  concerned  particularly  with  quality  but  with 
ability  to  turn  out  some  pictures.  It  doesn't  have  the  stricture  or  measuring  stick  built  into  it. 
They  did  a  fine  job,  very  above  board,  and  the  quality  of  dealing  with  their  photographers  is 
impeccable.  Not  all  photo  agencies  are  that  way.  Some  of  them  will  cut  comers  and  cheat  the 
photographers. 

Riess:  Is  Magnum  sort  of  a  guys'  thing,  or  have  you  had  women  photographers? 

Miller:  Oh,  my,  a  lot  of  women.  We've  had  Eve  Arnold  and  Inge  Morath.  Susan  Meiselas. 

Riess:  Would  fashion  photographers  rum  up  there? 

Miller:  No,  we'll  have  photographers  who  have  done  some  fashion,  but  no. 

We've  had  people  come  in  and  leave,  you  know.  Sebastiao  Salgado,  he  was  with  us.  And 
after  a  while  he  outgrew  us.  In  other  words,  he  found  what  he  wanted  to  do  and  what  Magnum 
could  do  for  him  weren't  a  good  match.  So  he  moved  on.  Gene  Smith  was  with  us  at  one  time. 
We  had  a  lot  of  people.  Let  me  see  if  I  can  find  a  list.  Women,  yes,  and  some  who  have  left. 
We  have  Martine  Franck.  We'd  be  the  first  to  embrace  a  talent,  whether  they've  got  two  heads 
or  what  they  might  be. 


Disaffection  Sets  I 


Riess:       In  1967  you  were  interviewed  for  Popular  Photography  and  you  talked  about  creating  a 

National  Center  of  Photography  to  encourage  and  support  young  photographers.  You  had  been 
talking  about  that  with  Paul  Taylor? 

Miller:       Yes,  this  was  Dorothea  Lange's  idea.  And  1967—when  did  Doric  die?  I  think  1965.  Some  of 
these  ideas  about  helping  photographers  and  doing  this  and  doing  that  is  a  dated  concept,  I 
believe.  It's  premised  on  a  time  when  there  were  markets,  some  way  to  support 
photographers.  Now  there's  little  market  for  photographers.  For  example,  photographers  are 


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being  taught  in  many  schools  to  be  photojournalists.  But  where  are  they  going  to  practice 
that?  It's  like  becoming  an  expert  in  making  buggy  whips,  [laughter] 

In  my  mind,  my  orientation  to  photography,  I  can't  go  out  and  just  make  pictures  unless  I  have 
a  purpose  for  making  them,  a  reason  for  doing  it.  Any  reason.  Do  you  want  to  put  it  on 
exhibit?  Do  you  want  to  make  some  money  from  it?  Do  you  want  to  hide  them  in  your  closet 
and  look  at  them  with  a  flashlight  at  night  and  just  enjoy  them?  What  is  the  purpose  of your 
making  the  pictures?  If  you  stop  and  think  about  that,  it  begins  to  delineate  the  size  of  your 
ballpark  and  why  you're  involved  there.  I  think  it's  unfair  to  hold  dreams  out  for  people  when 
there's  no  chance  of  their  being  realized.  I  don't  know  what  you  should  teach  photographers, 
what  you  should  teach  them  in  photographic  schools.  Maybe  to  make  ads.  But  the  Dorothea 
Lange  concept,  the  school  that  Paul  Taylor  was  discussing,  is  based  on  photography  of  the 
'50s,  you  know,  and  before.  And  to  perpetuate  that  sort  of  thing— it's  great  to  perpetuate  it,  but 
who's  going  to  support  it?  And  why  should  people? 

Riess:       This  was  interesting  that  you  were  talking  with  Paul  Taylor  about  such  a  center  and  at  the  same 
time,  in  the  mid-60's,  deciding  you  had  almost  taken  enough  pictures.  Unless  I  misinterpret 
this. 

Miller:       Well,  that's  true,  that's  true.  In  1967  I  moved  from  here  to  Washington  D.C.  to  work  for  the 
Department  of  Interior,  the  Park  Service.  I  had  fallen  out  of  love  with  photojournalism,  let's 
put  it  that  way.  I  think  that's  a  pretty  apt  description.  I  didn't  have  to  do  it  anymore.  My 
juices,  my  drives  had  become  cold.  It  wasn't  fun  anymore.  And  I  think  in  order  to  do  a  good 
job  it  has  to  be  fun,  you  have  to  be  excited  by  it.  Now  that's  just  very  personal,  but  I  think  that 
many  photographers  might  share  some  of  these  thoughts.  In  fact  I  may  have  mentioned  it 
earlier,  I  don't  know,  I  wanted  to  be  more  a  part  of  what  was  going  on  around  me.  I  no  longer 
wanted  to  be  a  fly  on  the  wall  watching  the  world  around  me.  I  wanted  to  be  part  of  it.  I 
remember  mentioning  this  one  time  to  Eve  Arnold  and  she  said,  "I  know  exactly  what  you 
mean." 

You  see,  to  do  a  photojournalism  job  we're  not  participating,  we're  observing,  and  we're  doing 
our  best  to  record  what's  happening.  We're  trying  to  be  inconspicuous,  we're  trying  to  be  "not 
there,"  but  there.  So  it's  a  pretty  lonely  life.  I  think  of  the  image  of  the  traveling  salesman  in 
his  hotel  room  at  night  with  his  suitcase  on  his  lap.  He's  playing  solitaire  in  bed.  Well,  much 
of  that  is  part  of  the  condition  of  the  photojournalist.  You  are  alone,  you  don't  want  to 
interrupt  the  happening.  You're  not  choreographing,  you're  not  directing  what's  going  on. 
Anyway,  I  wanted  to  be  part  of  this  world  I  was  photographing.  I  was  wanting  to  move— not 
consciously,  but  subconsciously  I  guess  I  was  beginning  to  move  away  from  it. 

Riess:       That's  interesting.  There's  an  illusion  that  you're  part  of  the  party  when  you're  there  with  your 
camera. 

Miller:       Yes,  and  frequently  when  we  take  a  picture  of  a  group  of  people  eating  in  a  dinner  setting, 

there's  one  space  that  isn't  filled.  It's  empty,  because  you're  taking  the  pictures.  It's  something 
we  learn  to  look  out  for,  trying  to  fill  up  that  space  until  we  finish  our  pictures.  Then  we  can 
sit  down  and  eat  with  them. 

Riess:       You  were  working  up  to  this?  Or  was  there  some  crucial  moment  when  you  decided? 


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Miller:       Well,  I  became  aware  that  because  I  was  no  longer  excited  by  my  work,  my  work  was  not  as 
good.  Thinking  about  an  athlete,  after  a  while  you  don't  run  as  fast,  and  you  don't  hit  as  many 
baseballs  as  you  used  to  hit.  The  time  comes  to  hang  it  up. 

But  I  had  to  keep  making  an  income,  so  I  kept  plodding  away.  I  should  have  stopped  in  the 
mid-60's,  instead  it  was  the  mid-70's. 

Did  I  tell  you  my  story  about  the  dogs?  I  got  a  call  from  People  magazine  asking  me  to 
photograph  these  Shar-Pei  dogs,  Chinese  dogs,  that  belonged  to  a  man  who  lived  a  few  miles 
from  Orinda,  in  a  subdivision  in  Concord.  He'd  been  successfully  raising  these  very  rare  and 
expensive  dogs  in  his  backyard.  It  was  a  rainy  day  when  I  went  out,  and  as  I  entered  his  little 
ranch  house  you  could  smell  the  dogs.  The  walls  were  covered  with  blue  ribbons.  He  took  me 
to  the  backyard  to  see  the  dogs  and  there  was  no  grass,  just  mud  and  dogs. 

Now,  how  to  photograph  at  eye  level  was  a  problem.  I  found  some  cardboard  to  put  on  the 
mud  to  get  down  there  with  the  dogs,  and  lay  out  flat  and  twisted  my  neck  around  and  looked 
them  in  the  eye  and  made  quite  a  few  photographs.  But  while  I  was  there  on  the  ground  I  said 
to  myself,  "Why  is  a  grown  man  doing  this?"  I  began  to  wonder,  should  I  continue  as  a 
photojournalist  if  it  means  doing  this  sort  of  thing?  Anyway,  I  shipped  the  photographs  off  to 
People  in  New  York,  and  they  in  turn  shipped  it  off  to  People  in  Paris.  I  later  received  a 
telegram  from  Paris,  after  their  publication,  to  say,  "This  is  the  most  popular  story  we've  ever 
run"~which  told  me  something  about  the  French,  too. 

But  in  hindsight,  this  really  was  the  beginning  of  my  decision  to  pack  it  in,  and  this  was  in 
mid-1975.  That  was  when  I  realized,  you  know,  get  out  of  here.  It's  a  strange  thing  when 
you've  been  doing  something  all  your  life— or  professionally,  all  your  professional  life-and 
you  decide  to  step  aside  from  it.  You  feel  that  somehow  you're  failing.  You  shouldn't  do  that, 
it's  not  the  proper  thing  to  do,  you  should  hang  in  there.  But  there's  more  to  life  than  taking 
pictures. 

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[Interview  7:  December  17,  2001]## 


Steichen  and  the  Millers 


Riess:       I  want  to  talk  about  the  Steichen  relationship  a  bit  more.  How  did  you  and  he  continue  to 
relate,  or  did  you  continue  to  relate  after  you  left  New  York? 

Miller:       Oh  sure,  because  he  continued  to  come  out  here.  After  he  left  New  York,  his  second  wife, 

Dana,  died,  and  he  called  within  hours  of  when  she  died  to  talk  to  us  about  it.  How  he  held  her 
in  his  arms  till  she  died. 

He  didn't  have  family  per  se,  in  my  mind.  Or  he  didn't  have  family  where  he  could  just  call 
and  schmooze  with  his  family  and  kick  things  around.  Their  relationship,  I  don't  believe,  had 
as  many  of  those  qualities  as  he'd  like  for  it  to  have.  I  think  that  Joan  and  I  filled  in  some  of 
those  needs  that  he  may  have  had  there.  Then  he  would  come  out  here  and  spend  time  with  us, 
during  the  summer  months. 

Riess:       Was  he  evolving  into  just  being  a  friend,  rather  than  a  mentor  or  a  father  figure? 

Miller:       He  was  a  friend,  rather  than  the  others.  And  we  had  photography  in  common,  as  a  subject 
matter.  But  I  didn't  have  a  list  of  things  that  I  wanted  to  talk  to  him  about  regarding 
photography,  never  that.  It  might  come  up  in  conversation.  It  was  talking  about  life  in  general 
that  was  our  common  interest.  He  loved  our  children.  I  don't  know  if  I  showed  you  pictures 
of  him  and  our  family.  He  loved  it  when  we'd  go  on  a  picnic,  or  to  the  ocean,  or  to  go  up  to 
our  forest  land  on  the  Ten  Mile  River  in  Mendocino  County  and  spend  time  with  us  there. 

Riess:       Maybe  it  was  harder  for  him  than  it  was  for  you,  that  you  left  New  York. 

Miller:       Well,  I  did  not  feel  any  second  thoughts  about  leaving  New  York,  I  was  happy  to  get  out,  and 

r  when  he 

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She  was  a  very  active  professional  woman  in  her  program—she  established  a  group  called 
SIECUS,  about  teaching  sex  to  teenagers.  She's  very  active  in  that  and  wrote  a  book  or  two. 
And  she's  very  active  in  Planned  Parenthood.  She  was  very  much  like  Steichen  himself,  and 
wanted  a  closer  relationship  I  think  with  him  than  what  seemed  to  work  out. 

Riess:       Did  Steichen  ever  consider  moving  out  here? 

Miller:       Well,  not  really.  He  did  think  about  buying  some  timberland  one  time,  and  actually  made  an 
inquiry  about  it,  up  close  to  ourselves.  But  it  wouldn't  have  worked  out,  just  as  well  it  didn't. 
Knowing  him  as  I  do,  I'm  sure  he  considered  it,  like  he  considers  everything.  An  exceptional 
man. 

But  as  far  as  our  relationship  goes,  it  lasted  up  until  he  died.  In  fact,  I  got  a  telephone  call  from 
Joanna,  his  third  wife,  saying  he  was  in  bad  shape,  and  so  I  went  to  his  home,  outside  of 
Ridgefield,  Connecticut,  and  was  with  him  when  he  did  die.  In  fact—when  I  closed  his  eyes  I 
felt  that  this  was  truly  the  end  of  him,  of  that  aspect  of  him.  It  was  really  saying  goodbye  to 
him. 


Becoming  Forest  Landowner 


Riess:       Now  let's  turn  to  forestry.  What  inspired  that  purchase  in  1958? 

Miller:       I  did  a  story  for  Life  magazine  in  1951  or  1952,  an  overnight  job  for  Crown  Zellerbach  up  in 
Washington  State,  and  I  saw  these  young  trees  and  I  just  thought  they  were  beautiful.  I  came 
back  and  I  talked  to  Joan  about  it  and  I  said,  maybe  this  is  a  way  for  us  to  be  involved  in 
California  agriculture.  She  always  wanted  to  be  involved  in  agriculture  here,  because  Joan 
had  a  background  in  small  town,  Urbana,  Illinois,  and  she  had  some  farmland  there.  And  for 
some  reason  or  another,  I  felt  very  close  to  farmland,  and  we'd  been  thinking  about  how  to  get 
involved  with  farming. 

We'd  learned  early  on  that  farming  in  California  is  like  going  to  Reno,  it's  not  for  city  folks. 
We  put  it  out  of  our  minds  until  I  came  back  with  this  idea  of  trees,  and  we  thought  about  that, 
and  Joan  took  to  it  immediately.  So  we  spent  the  next  six  years  researching  the  subject  at  the 
University  of  California  at  Berkeley.  And  during  that  time  we  learned  how  to  read  aerial 
photographs,  and  we  learned  about  soils,  learned  where  trees  grew  fastest,  and  problems  of 
raising  trees.  We  began  looking  for  timberland,  and  considering  all  these  variables,  we  found 
that  the  Sierras  is  not  the  place  to  be.  You  had  fire  problems,  you  had  people  problems,  insect 
problems.  Also  the  trees  there  were  not  doing  as  well  as  they  might.  So  we  looked  at  the  north 
coast.  At  that  time  people  just  didn't  go  to  the  north  coast,  they  all  went  to  the  Sierras;  that's 
where  people  had  their  second  homes,  and  it  was  not  very  attractive,  socially,  to  be  in  the  north 
coast. 

Anyway,  we  found  out  that  considering  all  the  variables,  the  best  place  to  be  would  be  around 
Fort  Bragg.  It  was  a  redwood  region,  and  redwood  trees  grow  best  where  there's  fog,  because 
they  get  a  lot  of  their  moisture  from  fog.  We  learned  that  people  and  trees  don't  go  together, 
and  it  was  recommended  by  somebody  to  find  an  ownership  that's  surrounded  by  a  big  timber 


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company,  and  they'll  provide  a  heat  shield  for  you  for  keeping  people  out.  Also  they'll  fight 
your  fires  for  you,  to  protect  themselves. 

Riess:       What's  the  people  issue? 

Miller:  Well,  people  don't  like  to  see  the  trees  that  they  can  see,  cut  down.  We  were  interested  not  in 
trees  per  se,  we  wanted  to  think  about  it  as  a  business.  Also,  trespass-they  can  inadvertently 
set  fire  to  something,  they  can  be  injured. 

Riess:       So  trees  were  already  quite  political? 

Miller:       No,  not  really  at  all  at  that  point  in  time,  it  seemed  like  the  alphabet  hadn't  been  invented. 
Since  then  it  certainly  has  been  changed. 

We  started  looking  for  land  and  we  finally  located  a  piece.  It  just  met  everything  we  wanted. 
It  had  the  best  soils  and  all  the  qualities,  just  couldn't  be  better.  It  was  twelve  hundred  acres, 
and  we  bid  on  this.  We  found  a  realtor  that  was  offering  it  for  sale.  The  reason  it  was  being 
offered  for  sale  was  that  industry  in  the  area,  the  Union  Lumber  Company  in  that  area,  and 
others,  didn't  want  land  where  the  virgin  trees  had  been  cut  off.  They  didn't  see  any  value  in 
the  second  growth  trees.  Actually,  there's  more  than  enough  value  in  the  second  growth  trees 
to  pay  for  it.  But  they  considered  it  brush  land,  so  we  didn't  have  any  competition  in  buying  it, 
thank  god. 

So  we  bought  that,  and  then  we  didn't  do  anything  with  it  for  fourteen  years,  something  like 
that.  And  then  we  began  to  add  to  it.  We  found  an  adjacent  piece  that  was  in  the  middle  of 
this  property  that  we  added  to  it,  and  we  kept  buying  other  pieces.  Now  we  have  1850  acres, 
and  we're  still  interested  in  adding  to  it.  We're  bidding  on  another  piece.  I  hope  it  works  out, 
it  could  add  another  450  acres  to  it.  But  I'm  getting  ahead  of  my  story  here.  We  bought  it 
originally  because  it  was  just  so  damn  beautiful,  and  that's  about  all  I  can  say  about  it. 

Riess:       Does  it  have  a  terrain? 

Miller:       Oh  yes,  it's  hilly  as  can  be.  Up  and  down,  has  a  little  pond  on  it,  which  is  an  old  mill  pond 
from  earlier  logging.  We're  a  mile  and  a  half  from  the  ocean.  Some  parts  of  it  really  looked 
like  a  war-zone,  just  nothing  there.  Since  then  it's  grown  back,  and  I  can  show  you  some 
photographs  that  give  you  an  idea  of  what  I'm  talking  about. 

Riess:       Did  you  inter-plant  trees? 

Miller:       Well,  if  you  cut  a  redwood  tree  down,  the  redwood  tree  sprouts  from  its  stump,  and  if  you 
wanted  to  get  rid  of  redwoods,  you  couldn't. 

## 

Miller:        [looking  at  photo]  This  is  what  the  property  looked  like  in  1958.  That's  Edward  Steichen. 
Here's  the  old  mill  site,  here. 

Riess:       And  the  logging  roads  churning  right  up  through  it. 


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Miller:       Right.  And  down  in  the  bite  of  this  bend,  you  can't  see  it,  there's  a  little  brushy  area,  and  it's  a 
redwood  clump.  That  was  in  1958.  I  measured  it  a  couple  of  years  ago  and  that  tree's  now  a 
hundred  and  twenty  feet  high  and  thirty  inches  through.  And  that's  what  it  looks  like  in  1978, 
you  see?  It  gives  you  an  idea  of  what  can  happen  in  a  redwood  area  in  just  twenty  years.  So 
you  see  these  same  trees  here. 

Riess:       Did  you  eliminate  the  roads? 

Miller:       No,  we're  still  using  them.  Most  of  them  are  skid-roads,  but  there's  a  main  road  that  goes  up 
through  there,  a  truck  road. 

Riess:       You  did  a  lot  of  research.  I  think  that's  interesting. 

Miller:       Oh,  my  yes.  To  a  reasonable  degree,  we  know  forestry,  as  far  as  California,  redwood  forestry. 
we're  committed  to  this  forest  land.  We  will  do  anything  to  help  that  soil  grow  better  trees. 
Whether  that  means  planting  some  other  trees,  or  pruning  trees,  or  protecting  it  from 
destructive  erosion,  or  giving  better  spacing  to  these  trees  so  they  can  grow  better.  Whatever  it 
might  take,  we  will  do  that  in  order  to  enhance  the  productivity  of  that  soil.  That  means  maybe 
leaving  some  trees  that  otherwise  would  be  marketable,  but  we  know  that  if  they  get  bigger 
they  will  be  putting  on  greater  wood  per  year  than  they  would  if  they  were  smaller.  The 
diameter.  So  we're  careful,  we're  not  greedy  when  it  comes  to  the  forest.  Using  a  Ben  Spock 
idea,  we're  "permissive  foresters."  We'll  do  anything  we  can  to  help  those  trees  grow. 

I  don't  know  if  I  ever  showed  you  our  management  plan,  did  I?  [goes  to  get  plan] 

When  we  plant  five  or  ten  thousand  trees  a  year  it's  not  because  we're  trying  to  get  our  money 
back,  we're  really  thinking  long  term. 

Riess:       Five  or  ten  thousand  trees? 

Miller:       Yes.  If  we  were  to  plant  five  to  ten  thousand  trees  per  year,  it's  not  because  there's  a  lack  of 
trees,  it  might  be  that  we  have  pockets  where  we  have  a  need  for  more  conifers.  Earlier 
logging  practices,  and  maybe  fires,  have  left  some  open  spots  where  hardwoods  have  come  in. 
As  a  result  they're  taking  over,  and  a  hardwood  had  a  branchier  configuration,  so  it  consumes 
too  much  canopy  or  sky.  So  we  want  to  remove  some  of  those  and  get  the  balance  back  to  a 
more  normal  balance.  Because  of  the  history  of  logging  in  our  area  we  have  probably  a 
twenty-five  percent  hardwood  component,  and  a  natural,  normal  one  would  be  about  twelve 
percent.  So  we'd  like  to  restore  that  normal  balance. 

Riess:       The  climax  forest  in  that  area  would  be  what? 
Miller:       Redwoods. 
Riess:       But  you  wouldn't  want  that? 

Miller:       We'd  like  to  have  the  mix.  I  mean,  climax  forest,  God  almighty,  I'd  like  to  live  that  long,  but 
that  might  be  five  hundred  years. 

Anyway,  we  have  pockets  there  where  we'd  like  to  have  more  trees,  so  we'll  plant  a  mixture  of 
Doug  Firs  and  redwoods.  The  normal  mix  in  our  area  is  about  70  percent  redwood,  and  30 


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percent  Doug  Fir.  So  when  we  replant,  we  replant  more  or  less  those  same  proportions.  We're 
replanting  areas  where  these  hardwoods  have  been  taking  over.  So  we  have  these  open  spots. 
This  is  a  plan  for  our  timberland. 


Non-Industrial  Timber  Management  Plan 

Riess:        [reads]  "Miller  Tree  Farm,  Mendocino  County,  non-industrial  timber  management  plan."  And 
this  name? 

Miller:       Craig  Blencowe.  Happens  to  be  our  son-in-law. 
Riess:       A  registered  professional  forester. 

Miller:       He  was  our  daughter's  junior  high  or  high  school  sweetheart.  They  grew  up  together  here  in 
Orinda. 

Riess:       And  he  got  into  this  all  on  his  own? 

Miller:       Yes.  And  we're  one  of  his  clients.  He's  an  outstanding  forester  in  California. 
Riess:       I  wondered  whether  you  were  doing  the  timber  surveys  and  cruises  and  all  that. 

Miller:       No,  we're  managers,  rather  than  dirt  farmers,  in  that  regard.  The  property  is  divided  into 
different  units,  and  this  is  what  each  unit— I  don't  know,  what's  this  say  here? 

Riess:       It  says,  "Total  tree  farm  saw  log  volume,  by  species  and  management  unit." 

Miller:       Okay,  well  this  is  I  believe  what  they  have  now  on  the  property,  for  each  unit—let  me  take  a 
quick  look.  Then  how  many  acres  in  that  unit,  and  what's  the  redwood  component,  Doug  Fir, 
and  white  woods.  The  white  woods  might  be  hemlock  and  white  fir.  We  divided  the  property 
into  these  units.  We  have  ten  or  fifteen  units. 

Riess:       The  units  have  names. 

Miller:       Yes,  we  had  to  come  up  with  names.  And  they  have  a  commonality  to  them,  for  the  way  the 
land  lies,  or  the  mixture  of  trees,  and  so  forth. 

Riess:       Wheats  the  need  to  have  units? 

Miller:       So  that  we  can  go  in  and  harvest.  We  harvest  every  year. 
Riess:        So  you  harvest  by  unit,  rather  than  the  whole. 

Miller:       Every  year  we'll  harvest.  Like  this  year,  2002,  we'll  be  harvesting  up  here  in  Unit  Eight.  This 
plan  started  as  of  1990, 1  believe.  We've  been  over  the  whole  property,  we've  been  at  each  of 
those  units  already.  But  what  we  do  is  we  cut  about  two  thirds  of  the  growth,  or  one  third  of 
the  growth  in  each  of  the  units  every  ten  years. 


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Riess:       Is  that  very  conservative? 

Miller:       Very  conservative,  very  conservative.  It  depends,  but  more  or  less  that.  But  if  we'd  take  you 
up  there  and  you  could  drive  through  it  you  wouldn't  realize  that  harvesting  had  taken  place. 

Riess:       Do  you  have  other  techniques  for  harvesting,  for  felling  the  trees? 

Miller:       No,  it's  a  chain  saw  is  what  does  it.  And  then  removing  it,  it  depends  on  the  lay  of  the  land.  If 
it's  flat  land,  we'll  use  a  tractor.  We're  beginning  to  use  more  and  more— 

Riess:  Helicopters? 

Miller:  No,  not  helicopters,  but  cable.  You  hook  it  from  one  hillside  to  another  hillside  and  take  it  out. 

Riess:  "Non-industrial"  on  this  plan  means  what? 

Miller:  We  don't  have  a  sawmill. 

A  "Non-industrial  General  Management  Plan"~let  me  skip  ahead  a  little  here.  We  had  a  new 
Forest  Practice  Act  in  California  in  1974,  and  then  it  was  up  to  the  Board  of  Forestry  to 
develop  rules  and  regulations  to  implement  it,  which  took  place  in  1975.  At  that  point 
landowners  like  myself  and  Joan  found  that  for  the  Board  of  Forestry,  our  interests  weren't 
being  represented.  The  environmentalists  were  very  active  at  that  point.  They  were  fighting 
industry,  saying  that  these  rules  had  to  be  stringent  in  order  to  control  industry,  which  I  think 
was  merited  in  many  cases,  but  in  other  cases,  not.  The  environmentalists  were  looking  at 
forest  practices  which  were  no  longer  being  practiced  by  the  industry,  so  they  were  over 
reacting. 

But  anyway,  these  regulations  being  formed  to  control  our  future,  as  to  how  we  could  log  our 
private  land;  decisions  were  being  made  by  compromises  between  industry  and  the 
environmentalists.  Now  industry,  by  our  definition,  is  somebody  who  has  a  sawmill  and  they 
have  crews  of  people  who  maintain  their  property  and  equipment  and  all.  We  as  small 
landowners,  or  non-industrial  timber  landowners,  we  don't  have  any  equipment,  so  we  can't 
go  out  and  take  a  tractor  and  touch  this  up  here  and  clean  that  up  there  and  so  forth.  So  some 
of  these  regulations  would  not  apply  to  small  landowners  as  well  as  they  would  to  big. 

We  decided,  by  god,  we  had  to  be  represented.  So  we  got  together,  and  created  an  association, 
called  the  Forest  Landowners  of  California.  I  became  the  first  president.  That  began  a 
political  aspect  of  my  life  I'd  never  experienced  before.  I  spent  a  lot  of  time  in  Sacramento 
with  legislators,  before  them,  giving  testimony,  and  organizing  other  landowners.  I  was  on  the 
road  a  great  deal  for  fifteen  years. 

Riess:  So  that  was  from  1975  on? 

Miller:  Seventy-five  on,  until,  oh,  1992.  So  that's  fifteen,  seventeen  years. 

Riess:  Were  the  other  members  of  this  group  up  in  the  Humboldt  region? 

Miller:  Lots  in  the  Humboldt  region,  and  the  Sierras,  and  all  over  the  state. 


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Riess:       Did  you  find  that  you  were  kindred?  You  couldn't  have  all  had  the  same  attitude  about  it. 

Miller:       No.  Some  of  us—we  found  that  many  landowners,  forest  landowners,  didn't  know  what  they 
had  out  there.  One  of  our  big  efforts  was  to  get  people  to  have  their  land  cruised,  to  get  hold  of 
a  forester  and  really  understand  what  was  out  there  in  the  woods. 

Riess:       Were  they  mostly  absentee? 

Miller:  No,  about  half  of  us  were  absentee.  Others  lived  on  the  land,  and  those  who  lived  on  the  land 
often  were  cattlemen.  Part  of  their  land  was  timber  land  and  they  didn't  know  what  was  there. 
It  was  a  case  of  making  an  effort  to  educate  these  people  about  what  values  they  had  there,  and 
the  values  to  the  point  they  should  begin  to  protect  them,  and  join  a  group  like  ours  to 
represent  them.  That's  the  smaller  landowners,  down  to  a  couple  hundred  acres,  to  others  that 
had  thousands  of  acres.  Some  of  them  have  big  names  like— 

Riess:       Witter,  Ann  Witter? 

Miller:       I  wish  we  had  the  Witters.  We  don't  have  them  though.  But  we 're  talking  about  some  of  these 
here— 

Riess:       Richard  Wilson? 

Miller:       Richard  Wilson  is  kind  of  a  come-by-lately,  in  many  ways.  His  father  had  the  land,  but  he 
didn't  understand  what  was  there,  so  he  had  to  do  a  little  self-education  as  well.  But  that's 
typical,  that  people  inherit  things.  The  Russ  family  is  up  there,  I  don't  know  if  you  know 
them.  I  think  they  owned  at  one  time  a  major  part  of  Humboldt  County.  I'm  just  saying  that 
there  are  some  very  large  landowners—to  very  small  landowners.  Anyhow,  I  worked  very 
hard  on  that  and  learned  a  great  deal  about  the  realities  of  politics. 

Also,  we  quickly  learned  that  the  majority  of  the  legislators  are  from  Los  Angeles.  In  fact,  as  I 
heard  the  story  one  time,  at  the  beginning  of  every  session  they  introduce  the  new  legislators 
from  the  different  part  of  the  state,  and  they  say,  "Will  the  legislators  from  the  Los  Angeles 
area  stand  up?"  Well,  damn  near  the  entire  body  stood  up.  Those  are  the  people  that  have  an 
urban  imprint,  who  make  the  decisions  about  the  natural  resources  in  California.  That's  a  core 
problem  in  California  of  everything  from  zoning  to  regulations  on  the  use  of  water.  When  it 
comes  to  resources,  it's  too  easy  for  an  urban  legislator  to  demagogue  and  use  natural 
resources  as  a  vehicle  to  secure  his  own  nest,  regardless  of  facts.  So  this  remains  an 
impossible  problem.  Impossible,  because  the  people  keep  changing. 

Riess:       Did  you  have  lobbyists,  or  were  you  the  lobbyist? 

Miller:       I  was  the  lobbyist  for  some  time,  if  you  want  to  call  it  that.  Those  of  us  that  were  available 

would  do  our  doorbell-ringing.  But  it's  not  sufficient,  we  still  don't  have  a  proper  Sacramento 
representation. 

We  found  that  the  regulatory  system  in  California,  and  really  the  political  world,  is  such  that 
politicians  always  are  trying  to  put  their  stamp  on  something  and  win  a  better  position  with 
their  constituents,  which  in  urban  areas  are  environmentalists.  You're  dealing  with  people 
who  don't  know  what  it's  all  about.  We  were  exposed  to  more  and  more,  in  effect,  new 
regulations,  continuously,  that  it  gets  to  the  point  that  you  can't  afford  to  make  these  long-term 


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plans.  Why  plant  that  tree  if  you  don't  know  that  you're  going  to  be  able  to  harvest  it?  Why 
make  other  contributions  to  the  land,  and  other  long-term  planning,  if  it's  ridiculous?  We 
decided,  another  fellow  and  I  decided  we've  got  to  figure  out  some  way  to  stop  the  time-clock 
on  these  regulations. 

Riess:       Who  was  the  other  fellow? 

Miller:       A  fellow  named  Fred  Ehlers.  A  very  important  man.  He  was  our  former  executive  director.  I 
hired  him  for  our  FLC,  Forest  Landowners  of  California.  He  came  up  with  the  idea  that  we 
needed  to  figure  a  better  structure  somehow  so  we  could  make  long-term  plans.  That  was  the 
"Non-industrial  Timber  Management  Plan,"  where  in  essence  once  your  land  has  met  these 
criteria,  and  in  effect  you  could  have  that  kind  of  information  available,  a  long-term  plan,  then 
the  regulations  in  existence  at  that  time  would  be  the  guiding  criteria  for  the  exercise  of  that 
plan.  Not  subsequent  regulations,  but  regulations  that  were  there  at  that  time.  Anyway,  we 
got  a  bill  passed  and  it  became  reality. 

Riess:       So  1992  was  the  year  of  everyone's  plan? 

Miller:       No.  If  you  want  a  plan  of  your  property  today,  you  have  to  abide  by  the  regulations  that  exist 
as  of  now. 

Riess:       That  would  force  everyone  to  be  very  involved  in  Sacramento,  if  they  care  at  all. 

Miller:       Well,  you've  got  to  be  careful.  These  new  regulations—every  time  the  legislature  convenes 
they  add  new  regulations  to  it. 

Riess:       What  if  it  got  better,  what  if  there  were  regulations  that  you  liked  better  than  1992,  could  you 
have  the  whole  thing  re-surveyed  and  create  a  new  management  plan? 

Miller:       I  can't  imagine  that,  it's  never  happened. 


A  View  of  the  Environmental  Movement 

Riess:       Environmentalists  have  been  so  much  in  the  ascendency? 
Miller:       Oh  god,  it's  unbelievable. 
Riess:       But  they  always  sound  like  they  are  fighting  a  last-ditch  battle. 

Miller:       That's  fund-raising.  The  hypocrisy  in  the  environmental  movements  is  just  nauseating.  The 
basis  for  the  kind  of  things  they  wish  to  achieve,  and  the  things  that  get  the  headlines,  it's 
smoke  and  mirrors,  so  much  of  it.  But  it  sure  brings  in  new  members. 

Riess:       What  are  their  motivations? 

Miller:       I'm  not  saying  there  aren't  some  true  environmentalists,  concerned  people  wanting  to  do  a 
good  thing  for  the  environment.  But  there  are  others  that  couldn't  care  less  about  the  facts. 


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Riess:       When  you  went  up  there,  would  you  have  called  yourself  an  environmentalist?  When  you  first 
got  the  land  in  1967? 

Miller:       I  don't  know.  I  guess  so,  yes.  You  see,  I  had  had  previous  experience  in  the  Park  Service.  We 
haven't  talked  about  that. 

Riess:       We  haven't  talked  about  that.  We  should. 

Miller:       You  ask  if  I  call  myself  an  environmentalist— that  word  is  so  slippery.  I  came  up  with  this 

program  for  the  National  Park  Service  and  George  Hartzog,  the  director  of  it—and  I'm  getting 
ahead  of  myself  here—he  didn't  even  know  what  the  word  meant.  He'd  say,  "What's  this  word 
environment  mean?"  So  I'm  just  giving  you  an  idea.  I  might  call  myself  an  environmentalist, 
but  the  word  is  so  slippery,  and  it's  so  overused,  it's  become  meaningless  in  many  ways.  It's 
gotten  to  the  point  now,  if  you  brush  your  teeth  in  the  morning  and  the  evening  before  you  go 
to  bed,  you  can  say  you're  an  environmentalist,  you've  taken  care  of  the  resources. 

Riess:       [laughs.]  That's  so  funny!  But  the  way  you  talk  about  the  land,  the  trees,  it's  obvious  that  it's  a 
nurturing  thing.  I'd  think  environmentalists  would  agree. 

Miller:       They  buy  that.  They  say,  "Oh,  we're  not  talking  about  you,  Wayne,  we're  talking  about  other 
people."  They're  not  really  talking  about  other  people,  they're  talking  about  being  in  control 
of  the  planning  department  of  the  county,  or  getting  some  more  regulations  in  here. 

Riess:       This  is  a  tricky  thing.  You've  probably  been  able  to  use  that  impression  of  being  right-minded. 

Miller:       Well,  yes.  There  was  a  state  senator,  out  in  Marin  County,  north  coast,  I  can't  remember  his 
name  right  now.  He  came  up  to  our  property  on  an  oversight  committee.  The  former  dean  of 
the  School  of  Forestry  at  Berkeley,  Hank  Vaux,  he  was  chairman  then,  and  he  was  host  of  this 
affair,  brought  these  people  up  to  our  property  to  give  an  idea  about  what  forestry  was  about 
and  how  it  was  practiced.  There  were  about  two  or  three  stops  and  we  were  one  of  them.  On 
this  trip  was  this  senator  from  Marin,  and  I  had  had  an  earlier  run-in  with  him 

Riess:       Was  it  Peter  Behr? 

Miller:       Yes,  Peter  Behr.  There  had  been  a  discussion  before  this  legislature  about  the  use  of  an  in- 
holding  in  the  Jackson  Demonstration  State  Forest,  in-holding  because  the  history  of  it  went 
back  to  the  Ministry  of  the  Interior  having  a  piece  of  that.  And  they'd  built  some  buildings  in 
there,  and  the  buildings  were  being  used  by  different  groups.  Peter  Behr  wanted  to  remove 
ownership  of  the  inholding  and  it's  since  been  moved  into  the  Jackson  Demonstration  State 
Forest  Organization,  so  it  would  be  available  for  logging,  like  other  aspects  of  it  are,  controlled 
logging.  Peter  Behr  was  supporting  this  environmental  group  that  wanted  this  thing  removed 
from  state  control  and  made  into  a  public  campground  and  park  as  such,  all  preserved.  Not 
only  preserve  this  land,  but  also  preserve  lots  of  land  around  it  as  a  buffer. 

I'm  making  a  long  story  out  of  a  short  point  here.  I  testified  that  this  had  been  used  over  the 
years  by  Boy  Scouts  and  other  groups,  even  some  religious  groups.  And  Peter  Behr  was 
testifying  that  this  has  been  used  by  so  many  people,  and  the  idea  of  changing  its  usage  by 
putting  it  back  in  the  state  would  jeopardize  further  usage  by  these  groups  and  so  forth.  I'm 
not  telling  it  as  well  as  I  might.  Anyway,  I  was  at  the  microphone  describing  this  before  the 
Ways  and  Means  committee,  which  is  like  feeding  time  at  the  zoo,  it's  terrible,  people  running 


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around,  it's  a  large  committee  and  nobody  pays  attention  to  what's  really  going  on.  But  I  was 
testifying,  doing  my  best,  and  all  of  a  sudden  I  realize  that  this  guy,  Peter  Behr,  is  pushing  me. 
He  grabs  the  mike  and  says,  "That's  not  true!"  He  went  ahead  and  told  out  and  out  lies.  All  I 
could  do  was  sit  down. 

I  hadn't  seen  him  again  until  here  we  are  in  this  bus  driving  on  to  our  property  north  of  Fort 
Bragg.  I  reminded  him  of  this.  I  said,  "Why  did  you  do  this,  Senator?"  He  said,  "If  I  hadn't, 
you  would  have  told  them  the  truth." 

Riess:       He  said  that? 

Miller:       He  did,  he  said  it  in  just  so  many  words.  And  he's  an  ardent  environmentalist.  So  this  to  me  is 
a  description  of  one  kind  of  environmentalist.  "You  would  have  told  them  the  truth." 

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Miller:       This  non-industrial  timber  management  plan  we  call  NTMP  has  been  so  successful  that  the 
Board  of  Forestry  and  the  California  Department  of  Forestry  are  looking  for  ways  to  expand 
this  concept  to  cover  more  and  more  land  in  California,  not  just  non-industrial,  but  other 
management  plans,  because  they've  found  that  the  cost  of  supervising  these  regulations  has 
become  unmanageable.  It  takes  too  many  people  to  watch-dog  these  regulations. 

Also  they're  aware  that  these  regulations  are  counter-productive  as  far  as  growing  trees. 
Towns  are  suffering  the  loss  of  economy  and  the  forests  aren't  being  well-managed.  In  some 
areas  it's  increasing  fire  and  what  not,  existing  regulations.  So  they're  doing  their  best  to  find 
ways  to  adapt  this  to  larger  acreage  in  California.  It's  proven  to  be  a  very  successful  package. 

Riess:       Were  most  non-industrial  timber  lands  in  California  surveyed  as  of  1 992? 

Miller:       No.  It's  expensive  to  do  this.  It  costs  a  lot  of  money.  And  somebody  who's  going  to  harvest 
their  land,  they're  not  going  to  be  able  to  harvest  it  more  than  maybe  once  or  twice  in  their 
lifetime,  so  why  should  they  put  out  this  kind  of  money  before  the  fact,  you  see?  It's  damned 
if  you  do,  damned  if  you  don't. 

Riess:       Does  the  organization  help  small  growers? 

Miller:       I  wish  we  could,  I  wish  we  could,  but  we  don't  have  the  ability.  We  can  help  them  as  far  as 
encouraging  them  to  be  involved,  to  find  foresters  for  them  and  all.  Actually,  we've  gotten 
some  help  from  the  state  to  subsidize  some  of  these  costs  that  a  landowner  might  have.  Some 
of  this  money  from  the  state  can  go  toward  relieving  some  of  this  pressure. 


A  View  of  Wavn 


Riess:       Now  we're  looking  at  "You  Fine-Haired  Sons  of  Bitches,"  an  undated  diatribe  from  the 
Anderson  Valley  Advertiser.  Who  was  Pete  Passof? 


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Miller:       A  cooperative  ag  extension  forester  in  Mendocino  County.  He's  a  very  important  man  as  far 
as  helping  those  of  us  in  forestry  in  California,  an  exceptionally  talented  guy,  and  he  just  hangs 
in  there,  and  is  helpful. 

Riess:       In  this  article  you  are  lumped  together  with  Congressman  [Douglas  H.]  Bosco. 

Miller:       Bosco  was  assistant  to  one  of  our  congressmen  here,  the  federal  congressman  in  California, 
and  he  took  positions  separate  from—anybody  who  disagrees  with  this  man  automatically 
becomes  a  beast  of  sorts. 

Riess:       [reading]  "There  they  were,  slick  and  confident:  Congressman  Bosco,  Shep  Tucker  of 

Louisiana-Pacific,  and  Wayne  Miller  and  Pete  Passof,  big  timber's  old  faithful,  standing  like 
bookends  at  either  end  of  the  ten-person  panel." 

Miller:  Well,  what  happens  is,  both  Pete  and  I  were  arguing  that  all  forestry  isn't  bad  forestry,  and 
there's  good  ways  of  doing  things.  That  automatically  made  us  supporters  of  the  negative 
industry  world. 

Riess:       "Local  industry's  ideological  cop,  Wayne  Miller." 

Miller:       These  people  come  out  of  the  woodwork,  and  no  matter  what— you  know,  if  all  you  did  was 
manufacture  American  flags  they'd  find  some  way  to  say  that  you're  un-American  for  not 
doing  it  another  way. 

Riess:        [Miller  is  looking  in  papers]  Now  what  are  you  looking  for,  Wayne? 

Miller:       I'm  looking  for  something  in  here  which  is  a  letter  from  the  county  that  was  done  in  1975  or 
something,  or  earlier,  saying  that  the  Miller  Tree  Farm  and  the  Jackson  Demonstration  State 
Forest  are  the  only  examples  of  sustained-yield  forestry  in  Mendocino  County.  We  were  the 
only  ones  who  were  practicing  it.  Which  is  kind  of  interesting.  No  one  else  was  doing  it.  To 
give  you  an  idea,  we  showed  up  there  for  a  hearing  before  the  Board  of  Supervisors,  sitting  as 
the  Board  of  Equalization,  I  guess.  They  can  wear  different  hats  in  order  to  represent  the 
Board  of  Equalization;  they  can  do  it  locally  that  way. 

In  one  year  they  changed  our  taxes  on  our  property  from  something  like  three  or  four  thousand 
dollars  to  seventy  thousand  dollars.  That's  because  of  the  previous  law  which  says  that  trees 
can  be  kept  off  the  tax  rolls  until  they  are  forty  years  of  age,  or  of  merchantable  size.  The 
assessors  from  Mendocino  County  came  up  one  day  and  gave  our  property  what  we  call  a 
"windshield  cruise,"  where  you  sit  in  an  automobile  and  drive  through  it,  and  he  determined 
that  our  property  was  all  mature  timber,  forty  years  of  age  and  older.  So  now  it  was  to  be 
taxed  at  its  merchantable  value,  whether  we  cut  it  or  not. 

Well,  you  see,  in  effect,  historically  that's  what's  created  a  lot  of  these  clear-cuts,  because 
people  can't  afford  to  leave  the  trees  standing  there  and  pay  taxes  on  them  when  you  don't 
have  any  income.  So  you  clear-cut  your  property  to  reduce  it,  till  seventy  percent  of  it  is 
below  forty  years  of  age. 

I  took  this  argument  to  the  Board  of  Supervisors,  and  that  was  to  be  about  a  fifteen  or  twenty 
minute  hearing,  and  my  god,  we  spent  something  like  four  or  five  hours.  They  were  intrigued. 
Here  this  Mendocino  County  Board  of  Supervisors  had  never  had  it  explained  to  them  how  a 


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forest  functions,  how  it  operates.  As  a  result,  they  put  us  back  in  that  three  thousand  dollar  tax 
level,  and  declared  us  to  be  a  sustained-yield  forest,  the  first  time  it  had  been  done  in 
Mendocino  County.    So  there've  been  a  few  fun  things  happen  in  our  exercise  of  pursuing  this 
sort  of  thing. 

Riess:       What  is  all  this  appended  to  your  timber  survey? 
Miller:       It's  the  history  of  the  property,  [looking  for  papers] 

These  were  kind  of  ground-breaking  or  precedent-setting  things  that  happened  here,  with  my 
getting  first  involved  in  timber,  and  then  creating  the  organization  and  then  this,  this  is  the 
high  point  of  my  forestry  career  here,  this  NTMP. 

Here  is  what  I  was  looking  for. 

Riess:       So  this  is  the  result  of  your  hearing?  [reads]  "In  1 973,  the  Millers  requested  an  exemption  from 
the  Ad  Valorem  Tax,  in  effect  under  Article  Thirteen,  Section  Twelve  and  Three  Quarters  of 
the  Constitution."  Then  it  quotes,  "As  regards  the  prudent  operator  concept,  we,  i.e.  the 
county,  currently  do  not  have  any  timber  owners  or  operators  working  toward  sustained  yield 
other  than  Mr.  Miller,  who  are  recognizable,  with  the  exception  of  Jackson  State  Forest.  Mr. 
Miller  has  decided  at  this  time  to  cut  over  a  long  period  of  time  with  the  resultant  continued 
appreciation  of  his  investment  by  both  five  percent  to  six  percent  growth  and  the  annually 
increasing  stumpage  values.  I  believe  his  return  under  sustained  yield  will  be  considerably 
greater  than  under  liquidation  type  operation,  as  will  the  county's." 

Miller:       You  see,  this  kind  of  a  plan  makes  money  for  you. 

Riess:       A  while  back  you  told  me  that  this  phasing  out  of  photography,  phasing  in  of  land  stewardship, 
you  have  seen  as  a  very  fortunate  way  to  provide  for  your  family. 

Miller:       Right.  It's  worked  out  fabulously  well.  In  hindsight,  it's  worked  fine.  To  do  it  in  foresight,  I 
think  would  be  very  difficult. 

Riess:       Did  you  go  into  it  looking  to  make  money? 

Miller:       No,  we  weren't  very  conscious  of  that,  we  did  it  very  naively.  We  assumed  that  there  would 
be  some  value  there,  but  we  didn't  really  start  jotting  on  the  backs  of  envelopes  about  what  we 
could  expect  in  the  way  of  income.  Not  to  my  recollection  did  we  ever  do  that.  But  we 
certainly  did  after  we  first  made  our  first  harvest  in  1 972, 1  think  it  was.  We  began  to  realize, 
my  god,  this  is  something  here.  We  can  do  this  every  year.  So  long  as  you're  not  greedy.  You 
have  to  treat  it  with  respect  and  pamper  it  and  it'll  smile  back  for  you. 

Riess:       And  you've  gotten  your  children  involved  in  it? 

Miller:       Yes.  We  have  a  family  partnership.  Our  children  all  have  a  proportionate  share  in  everything 
we  own.  We  have  all  our  assets  in  this  one  partnership. 

Riess:       They  have  the  same  values  about  it? 


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Miller:       To  a  degree,  yes.  I  say  to  a  degree  because  they're  not  as  deeply  involved  in  it  as  Joan  and  I 
are.  They're  aware  of  the  values,  and  want  to  continue  it.  How  long  that'll  last,  I  don't  know. 
It's  a  dream  that  will  last  only  as  long  as  the  children  want  it.  Eventually  if  they  don't  want  it, 
why  then  it's  up  to  them  to  change  it. 


Special  Assistant  to  the  Director  of  the  National  Park  Service.  NEED 


Riess:       In  1967  you  become  Special  Assistant  to  the  Director  of  the  Park  Service? 

Miller:       It's  a  funny  story.  I  got  a  call  from  Yoichi  Okamoto,  who  was  LBJ's  White  House 

photographer.  Oke  is  a  very  fine  photographer,  and  a  good  friend.  He  gave  me  a  telephone 
call  one  day  and  said,  "I  just  had  a  conversation  with  Stewart  Udall,"  who  was  Secretary  of  the 
Interior.  He  said,  "He's  going  to  call  you.  I  told  him  you're  probably  busy  with  an  assignment 
right  now  and  probably  wouldn't  be  available  for  a  week  or  ten  days.  But  expect  a  telephone 
call  from  him.  If  you  decide  to  come  to  Washington,  DC  to  talk  with  him  further,  be  sure  to 
ask  him  who's  going  to  pay  for  the  air  ticket."  [laughs]  I  learned  later  that  this  conversation 
that  Oke  had  with  him  was  under  very  special  conditions—they  were  standing  at  adjacent 
urinals. 

By  gosh,  the  next  morning  the  telephone  rings  and  Stewart  Udall's  on  the  telephone.  He  said 
he  wanted  to  talk  to  me  about  changing  the  visual  image  of  the  National  Park  Service  and 
wanted  me  to  come  to  Washington  to  talk  about  it.  I  made  arrangements  and  went  to 
Washington,  DC,  and  I  didn't  know  what  the  devil  to  talk  to  him  about,  something  like  this.  In 
fact,  on  the  telephone  I  said,  "I  think  you'd  be  crazy  to  change  the  visual  image  of  the  Park 
Service,  you've  got  Ansel  Adams  there  for  Christ's  sake!  Don't  rock  the  boat."  At  any  rate,  I 
came  to  his  office  and  the  fire  was  burning- 

Riess:       Was  it  that  Ansel  Adams  had  made  it  look  too  formidable  and  grand  and  they  wanted  the  Park 

Service  to  look- 
Miller:       It  was  just  a  politician  wanting  to  put  his  stamp  on  things.  I  think. 

So  the  fire  was  burning,  and  there  were  a  couple  of  chairs  there,  and  the  Director  of  the 
National  Park  Service  was  there  and  his  assistant  was  there.  The  four  of  us  were  sitting  there 
in  front  of  the  fire  and  I  repeated  my  statement.  I  said,  "Hang  onto  this  thing."  But  on  the  way 
in  on  the  plane  I  had  been  thinking,  "I've  got  to  have  something  here  to  throw  at  them."  I'd 
done  a  story  for  Maclean's  magazine,  a  Canadian  magazine,  about  summer  camp  for  fifth  and 
sixth  grade  children  here  in  Orinda,  which  at  that  time,  early  1950s,  was  kind  of  an  innovative 
idea.  Kids  spent  a  week  in  the  woods  together  with  some  teachers  and  learned  some  general 
feelings  about  the  woods  and  natural  balances. 

So  I  recalled  that  story  I'd  done,  which  was  quite  successful,  as  a  story.  I  said,  "Instead  of 
thinking  about  me  as  a  photographer  coming  and  doing  some  things,  why  don't  you  think 
about  a  program  which  could  work  to  bring  national  park  values  to  urban  children?  That's  a 
winner  right  there."  I  talked  about  how  the  values  in  the  natural  world  depend  upon  balances, 
and  there's  no  reason  why  it  couldn't  be  replicated  in  cities  where  gangs-not  everybody  can  be 


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a  chief,  you  have  to  have  other  balances  within  a  gang  in  order  to  make  it  successful.  You 
know,  a  little  grass  growing  between  the  sidewalk  and  buildings. 

Anyway,  I  spun  this  thing  off.  I  got  done  and  Udall  said,  "Great,  I  want  you  to  do  it."  You 
know,  that's  pretty  heavy  stuff.  I  said,"Well,  this  conversation's  been  fun,  but  give  me  a 
couple  of  weeks."  I  talked  about  how  we  could  use  radio,  television,  the  schools  and  this  sort 
of  thing.  I  said,  "Give  me  a  couple  of  weeks  and  I'll  go  to  New  York  and  I'll  get  back  to  you." 
He  said,  "Fine."  We  set  a  date.  I  went  to  New  York  and  talked  to  people.  I  talked  to  Magnum 
people  who  know  stories  and  communications.  I  talked  to  some  publishers. 

Riess:       The  idea  was  that  it  would  be  put  across  through  photography? 

Miller:       No.  This  has  nothing  to  do  with  photography,  this  is  education.  I  wanted  to  know  about 
communication. 

So  I  came  back  to  Washington  and  laid  it  out  and  said,  "I  think  it's  possible."  They  said, 
"Okay,  do  it."  I  turned  to  the  director  of  the  National  Park  Service,  George  Hartzog—I  became 
Special  Assistant  to  the  Director  of  the  National  Park  Service  for  Environmental  Affairs,  I 
added  that  to  it.  That's  when  he  said,  "What  the  hell's  'environmental  affairs'  Wayne?'" 

I  said,  "George,  this  is  going  to  be  a  word  that  you're  going  to  be  just  so  sick  of  hearing  in  the 
next  few  years,  you're  going  to  want  to  vomit."  And  this  was  before  Earth  Day,  this  was 
before  any  of  those  things,  you  see.  This  is  before  the  National  Environmental  Policy  Act  had 
been  passed. 

Anyway,  I  spent  this  three  years,  and  I  pulled  together  a  group  of  Park  Service  personnel  to 
work  on  this,  and  a  fellow  also  from  Berkeley  at  the  time,  Mario  Menesini,  who  was  an 
educator.  I  got  his  name  from  the  fellow  who  ran  our  Orinda  summer  camp  program.  I  got 
hold  of  Mario,  put  him  under  contract,  and  he  set  up  an  office  here  to  design  this  program.  He 
came  up  with  some  ideas,  concepts,  and  we  came  up  with  National  Environmental  Education 
Development,  the  NEED  Program.  That  was  Mario's  idea,  that  NEED  acronym.  This  was  a 
kindergarten  through  twelve  program.  We  had  it  published  by  Silver,  Burdett,  and  it  was  used 
in  several  states,  Pennsylvania  being  one,  I  forget  who  else. 

Riess:       Silver,  Burdett? 

Miller:       Silver,  Burdett.  I  think  it  was  with  Time-Life  backing. 
Riess:       So  you  created  a  model?  They  could  take  the  package  and  read  it  and  do  it? 

Miller:       This  was  going  to  have  teacher  training  programs.  Boy  oh  boy,  what  a~I've  got  a  whole 

bunch  of  stuff  here  to  show  you.  Teacher  training,  and  then  we  also  needed  areas  to  apply  this 
thing  in  the  city.  So  we  needed  national  environmental  study  areas.  We  got  that  passed  or 
approved.  We  could  come  in  and  we  could  condemn~oh  shoot,  it  makes  my  skin  crawl  at  this 
point  in  time— we  could  go  in  and  condemn  some  land  and  make  an  environmental  study  area, 
right  in  the  center  of  the  city.  Maybe  it'd  be  part  of  a  lot  underneath  a  freeway  or  a  clover-leaf, 
or  it  could  be  something.  Or  a  section  of  Central  Park  we  could  condemn,  [laughs]  This  was 
going  to  be  used  as  a  continuous  reference  point  for  studying  patterns  and  relationships  and 
dependencies. 


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Riess:       Was  everyone  reporting  to  you? 
Miller:       Just  at  the  development  stage.  I  left  when  it  came  to  the  implementation. 

A  few  years  ago  I  was  up  in  Redwood  National  Park  and  learned  that  they're  practicing  it  there 
in  that  park.  Also  I  learned  that  they  made  this  program  part  of  the  indoctrination  program  for 
new  employees  coming  into  the  park. 

How  much  of  that  stuck,  I  don't  know.  I  do  remember  at  Yosemite  one  time  I  was  there  and 
my  god,  they  had  all  kinds  of  materials  there  from  this  program  for  people  to  use,  for  visitors 
as  well  as  teachers  and  whatnot.  That  was  really  exciting  to  have  done  that.  So  I  had  this 
earlier  experience,  and  then  I  got  involved  with  this  thing  here.  I  had  a  hell  of  a  lot  of  fun. 

Riess:       You  liked  working  with  people,  getting  on  the  phone,  making  things  come  together? 

Miller:       I  guess  so.  Must  have.  But  it  was  certainly  a  shift  of  gears  from  photography.  A  lone  guy 
flying  along.  So  I've  had  a  series  of  experiences  which—it's  been  like  a  second  lifetime. 

Riess:       Then  you  were  a  founding  member  of  the  Yosemite  Institute? 

Miller:       Yes.  That  was  a  failure.  The  Yosemite  Institute  existed,  and  it  was  a  little  rinky-dink  summer 
camp  for  kids  there  in  Yosemite.  I  was  asked  to  be  involved  in  it  by  the  same  people  there.  I 
had  the  idea  that  we'd  use  Yosemite  kind  of  like  an  Aspen  [Institute],  as  a  place  to  bring  good 
thinking  together,  and  from  there,  let  these  spores  go  out  and  find  roots  someplace.  If  we 
wanted  to  deal  with  environmental  education,  which  is  the  way  it  started,  I  said,  "Okay,  we'll 
do  that,  but  let's  make  this  a  showcase  of  how  it  should  be  done.  Not  bring  more  kids  to  the 
park,  god  forbid,  but  let's  ship  the  concepts  out  so  that  it  could  be  done  in  Podunk."  We  put 
this  together.  I  got  some  money  from  Hartzog.  Our  relationship  was  such  that  I  said,  "George, 
I  need  five  thousand  dollars,"  and  he  said,  "Okay."  I  had  a  marvelous  relationship  with  him. 

When  I  told  him  I  wanted  to  leave  and  go  to  the  Corporation  for  Public  Broadcasting,  he  said, 
"Why  don't  you  stay?  We  can  just  take  over  this  town,  just  stick  around,  we  can  really  do  it." 
Because  I'd  developed  some  other  programs  there  while  I  was  in  the  Park  Service  which 
showed  how  I  could  get  other  agencies,  like  the  Indian  Affairs,  and  Civil  Service,  National 
Endowment  for  the  Arts,  I  could  get  them  all  involved.  With  their  authorities  and  budgets,  we 
could  put  together  a  fantastic  snowman,  you  know,  we  could  just  do  all  kind  of  great  things.  I 
had  a  lot  of  success  with  our  initial  efforts  there,  and  that's  what  he  was  referring  to. 

I  started  to  say  something  else  here,  and  then  interrupted  myself. 
Riess:       About  the  Yosemite  Institute. 

Miller:       The  Yosemite  Institute.  So  we  got  this  money,  we  put  together  a  board  of  directors  and  all.  I 
was  asked  to  be  president.  I  said,  "No,  I've  done  my  thing  here,  get  somebody  else."  So  we 
got  another  fellow  to  come  in  and  be  president.  Well  it  slipped  right  away  from  me,  and  it 
developed  into  nothing.  It's  still  nothing  but  a  summer  camp  for  kids. 

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Miller:       When  I  decided  to  leave  the  Park  Service  we'd  been  working  with  Health  Education  and 

Welfare,  HEW,  which  at  that  point  included  the  Department  of  Education.  We'd  been  working 
with  them  to  implement  some  of  the  concepts  of  the  Park  Service  educational  programs.  So 
when  I  left  the  Park  Service  the  Department  of  Education  wanted  to  continue  this  thing  on  a 
broader  level.  They  worked  with  the  Corporation  for  Public  Broadcasting,  and  they  were  there 
to  help  fund  it,  and  they  asked  me  to  stay  on. 

I  became  executive  director  of  this  Public  Broadcasting  Environment  Center  which  was  really 
just  a  nine-month  contract  to  explore  possibilities  of  making  a  bigger  thing  out  of  this  basic 
Park  Service  concept.  It  would  include  television  and  radio,  and  tying  it  in  with  schools  and 
feedback,  with  a  weekly  or  every  two  week  national  program  and  then  weekly  local 
programs— it  would  feed  back  and  forth.  I  had  a  marvelous  time  with  that,  but  it  got  too  big.  I 
wasn't  a  good  administrator,  and  the  whole  thing  collapsed,  because  we  just  couldn't  see  a  way 
to  make  it  work. 

Riess:       Were  you  doing  photographic  jobs  at  all  during  this  time? 

Miller:       No,  nothing  in  photography.  During  that  period  with  the  Park  Service  and  Public 
Broadcasting  I  didn't  do  any  photographic  work.  That  was  four  years  out. 

And  I  think  that  finishes  the  story.  At  least  for  today. 

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161 
Tape  Guide— Wayne  F.  Miller 


[Interview  1 :  August  2,  2001] 

Tape  1,  Side  A  1 

Tape  1,  Side  B  6 

Tape  2,  Side  A  14 

Tape  2,  Side  B  20 

[Interview  2:  August  8,  2001] 

Tape  3,  Side  A  27 

Tape  3,  Side  B  33 

Tape  4,  Side  A  39 

Tape  4,  Side  B  45 

[Interviews:  August  24,  200 1  ] 

TapeS,  Side  A  51 

Tape  5,  Side  B  57 

Tape  6,  Side  A  64 

Tape  6,  Side  B  69 

Tape  13,  Side  A(inserted  material)  74 

End  of  inserted  material  75 

[Interview  4:  August  29,  2001] 

Tape  7,  Side  A  79 

Tape  7,  Side  B  85 

Tape  8,  Side  A  90 

Tape  8,  Side  B  96 

[Interview  5,  October  10,  2001] 

Tape  9,  Side  A  103 

Tape  12,  Side  B(inserted  material)  107 

End  of  inserted  material  113 

Tape  9,  Side  B  113 

[Interview  6:  October  24,  2001] 

Tape  10,  Side  A  121 

Tape  10,  Side  B  127 

Tape  11,  Side  A  131 

Tape  11,  Side  B  137 

[Interview  7:  December  17,  2001] 

Tape  12,  Side  A  143 

Tape  13,  Side  B  145 

Tape  14,  Side  A  152 

Tape  14,  Side  B  157 


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APPENDICES 


Appendix  A 

Biographical  Information,  current  to  2001.  165 

Appendix  B 

1995  Summary  of  Wayne  F.  Miller's  body  of  work.  167 

Appendix  C 

Newspaper  release  announcing  Meritorius  Service  Award  to  Wayne  F.  Miller  from  the 
National  Park  Service.  169 

Appendix  D 

Plans  for  work,  written  in  1946.  "The  Way  of  Life  of  the  Northern  Negro  in  the  United  States." 

Notes  to  self  in  March  and  November  1946. 

Notes  on  a  visit  to  Provident  Hospital  emergency  room  written  in  November  1946. 

Notes  from  June  1947  work.  171 

Appendix  E 

Unedited  notes  written  in  2002  for  possible  inclusion  in  oral  history.  1 89 


165 

APPENDIX  A 


Wayne  F.  Miller 


Biography 

1918  Born  September  19,  Chicago,  IL 

1936-40  University  of  Illinois,  Urbana,  Illinois 

BS,  Business  Administration 

1940-41  Art  Center  School,  Los  Angeles. 

1942  Married  Joan  Baker.  Four  children:  Jeanette,  1945;  David,  1946; 

Dana,  1948;  Peter,  1951. 

1942-46  US  Navy,  Photographer,  Lt.  USNR 

Member  of  Steichen  USN  Combat  Photo  Unit. 
Citation,  USN  Institute. 

1946-48  Guggenheim  Fellow.  Two  concurrent  Fellowships  to  photograph 

"The  Way  of  life  of  The  Northern  Negro." 

1946-49  Freelance  magazine  photographer,  Chicago. 

LIFE,  COLLIERS,  EBONY,  FORTUNE,  LADIES  HOME 
JOURNAL. 

1948-49  Instructor  in  Photography,  Institute  of  Design,  Chicago. 

1949-53  LIFE  Magazine,  contract  photographer,  San  Francisco. 

1953-55  "Family  of  Man"  Exhibition  and  book. 

Assistant  to  Edward  Steichen,  Museum  of  Modern  Art 
New  York  City. 

1955  Chairman,  American  Society  of  Magazine  Photographers. 

Memorial  Award:  American  Society  of  Magazine  Photographers. 

Published  "A  BABY'S  FIRST  YEAR"  with  Drs.  Ben.  Spock, 
Reinhart,  Duell,  Sloan  and  Pearce. 

1958  Elected  Member,  Magnum  Photos,  Inc.  an  international  photographic 

cooperative. 

Published  "THE  WORLD  IS  YOUNG"  Simon  and  Schuster,  NYC. 
Established  a  redwood  forest  tree  farm,  California. 


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1962-66  President,  Magnum  Photos  Inc., 

1967-70  Spec.  Ass't  to  the  Director,  National  Park  Service,  Washington,  DC. 

Receives  Department  of  Interior  "Award  for  Meritorious 
Service"  for  developing  environmental  education  programs. 

1971  Corporation  for  Public  Broadcasting: 

Exec.  Director,  Public  Broadcasting  Environment  Center,  Washington 
D.C. 

1972  Yosemite  Institute,  Founding  Board  Member. 

1975  Joan  and  Wayne  Miller  named  "California  Tree  Farmers  of  the  Year." 

1975  Founding  President,  Forest  Landowners  of  California, 

1985  Elected  a  Member,  Society  of  American  Foresters. 

1987-89  President  of  the  Redwood  Region  Conservation  Council 

1996  ASMP  Phtojournalism  Award 

1999  Japanese  edition  of  World  7s  Young  published  by  Fukuinkan  Shoten 

2000  Chicago's  South  Side,  published  by  University  of  California  Press. 
With  essay  by  Gordon  Parks 

Honor  Award  for  Distinguished  Service  in  Journalism,  University  of 
Missouri,  September  22,  2000. 


Rev:  5-4-2001 
\WFM\BIO 


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APPENDIXi  B 


26A 


WFM's  WORK 


Wayne  Miller's  body  of  work  can  be  broken  down  Into  5  fairly  large  categories,  based  on  subject  matter: 
WWII;  Guggenheim  grants  used  to  document  life  of  black  Americans  in  greater  Chicago  area;  photographs  of 
children  published  in  2  books  (Baby's  First  Year  &  The  World  Is  Young);  stories  done  on  assignment  for 
various  clients;  personal  work.  In  all  5  categories  there  is  a  common  theme  of  the  relatedness  of  all  people: 
within  chosen  communities,  within  the  family  unit,  amongst  children,  and  the  teaching,  encouragement  & 
elevation  of  relatedness  thru  the  educational  system  &  cultural  activities  (the  arts). 


The  WWII  photographs  were  taken  whileiWFM  was  a  member  of  special  Naval  Photographic  Unit,  sunder 
command  oi'idward  Steichen,  created  taldocument  Naval  war  activities  WF/vVtook  photos  of  i  f«jj  ;j,i :  ' 
WAVE  &  u|A/»C  paratroopers  training  ir|US  jf,  j  |i| 

Southern  Eu|d^?  (including  story  on  strejsi  kids  of  Naples) 
aircraft  carri$j||ife  and  action  in  Pacific  Ocean  regions 

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torpedo  boat?  &  gunboats 

black  American  soldiers  in  Guam  .l! 

the  Philippines  &  Hawaii 

Yokohama  &  Hiroshima  weeks  after  the  atomic  bombing 

reaction  to  &  cortege  following  FDR's  death. 

In  this  work  the  emphasis  is  on  the  lives  of  ordinary  soldiers/sailors  &  civilians:  the  emotional  &  mortal  toll 

taken  by  war;  soldiers/sailors  efforts,  through  activitiy  &  human  interaction,  to  forget  war;  the  camaraderie  of 

soldiers;  the  cruelty  of  war;  humanity  in  the  face  of  inhumanity. 


Following  WWII  WFM  received  2  consecutive  GUGGENHEIM  grants  with  which  he  documented  the  life  of 

BLACK  AMERICA  in  the  Chicago,  IL  area  in  the  late  1940's.  He  also  worked  on  assignment  for  Ebony 

magazine  which  overlapped  into  the  Guggenheim  work.  The  photos  focus  on  the  life  of  blacks  from  all  walks 

of  life  &  include  stories  on: 

interracial  marriages 

emergency  rooms/maternity  clinic 

black  owned/run  businesses 

night  life  (including  female  impersonators,  bars  &  social  clubs/nightclubs,  marijuana  party) 

migrant  workers  in  California. 

This  work  emphasizes  people  living  ordinary,  dignified  &  degraded  lives  in  face  of  poverty  &  segregation. 

t 

The  first  of  his  2  BOOK"  PROJECTS,  Baby's  1st  Year,  started  out  as  a  1948  Ladies  Home  Journal  magazine 

assignment  to  document  the  first  year  of  life  of  his  daughter  Dana.  The  book,  published  worldwide,  came  out 

in  1955.  The  photographs  follow  Dana  from  birth  through  her  1st  birthday  &  include  coverage  of  her: 

delivery  room  birth 

feeding,  sleeping,  &  playing 

illness  &  trips  to  doctor 

interaction  with  brother,  sister,  mom  &  dad 

exploration  of  senses 

progress  from  crawling  to  assisted  1st  steps 

1st  birthday  party. 

The  emphasis  of  these  pictures  is  on  the  joy  &  difficulty  of  infancy,  childhood,  parenthood  &  the  cohesion  of 

the  family. 


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WFM's  WORK 


The  second  BOOK  PROJECTS,  The  World  is  Young  ,  is  something  of  a  continuation  of  the  first.  WFM 
enlarged  his  photo  documentation  of  his  daughter  to  include  all  four  of  his  children,  and  later  on  the  children 
in  his  community  .-Photos  taken  of  WFM  children,  their  friends  and  neighbors,  and  other  children  and 
teens  in  (mostly)  Northern  California  in  the  1950's  through  the  1960's,  a  small  selection  of  which 
were  compiled  in  The  World  Is  Young  book.   WFM  files  contain  extensive  coverage  of  American 
youth,  including:   all  phases  of  life  and  growth  of  all  4  Miller  children  from  birth  (late  1940's 
through  early  1950's)  through  young  adulthood  (1970's)  -  birthdays  and  holiday  celebrations, 
family  life,  emotional  life,  friends,  hobbies  (scouts,  dancing,  fishing  &  hunting,  etc.),  camping, 
school,  etc;-;,  general  school  life  of  cither  children  and  teens,  including  lots  of  outdoor  activity  and 
group  events  (sports,  dances,  partiesi)  with  lots  of  interaction  betWeen  boys  and  girls;   scnipol  life, 

job  training-, ''and  juvenile  delinquencvof  urban  youths;   alsojphoji;  -  J *: ' !-~  i~-J 

design  of  TJfe  World  Is  Young  book.$  '\\  \''fj- 


This  work  emphasizes  individuality  &:each  child's  place  inside;  or 


s  documenting  planning  fcnd 

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WFM  was  a  working  photojournalist  from  the  late  1940's  through  the  mid  1970's  (with  periods  in 
the  early  fifties  and  late  sixties  early  seventies  when  he  doing  other  work).   A  large  portion  of  his 
work  was  done  on  ASSIGNMENT  for  publication  in  magazines  as  photo  stories,  and  to  a  lesser 
extent  for  corporations  for  annual  reports,  and  for  advertising  agencies  for  use  as  advertisements. 
Some  of  the  more  notable  stories  he  photographed  are:  Effingham  fire;  Gandy  dancers;  Richland 
Trailer  park;  farm  wife;  Mexican  Priest;  Nixon  Homecoming;  Eisenhower  overseas  trips;  Korean  War 
Bride;  1st  Marine  Division  homecoming;  Nobel  Laureates;  Dr.  Spock;  The  Alamo  (movie). 
In  looking  at  the  assignments  he  chose  general  categories  of  assignments  can  be  determined.    They 
include-  community,  family,  women,  religion,  education,  art/culture,  business/industry,  the 
elements,  politics,  Korean  &  Vietnam  wars,  law  &  order,  science/scientists,  medicine/Drs., 
personalities,  entertainment. 

most  stories  emphasize  people  as  individuals  in  particular  circumstances  rather  than  viewing  them 
as  elements  of  an  event,  a  political  movement,  a  natural  disaster  or  an  industrial  process  and  thus 
depriving  them  of  some  of  their  humanity. 


WFM  has  photographs  which  do  not  fall  into  any  of  the  above  categories.   This  PERSONAL  work 
includes  photos  of  family,  friends,  professional  associates,  most  especially  of  Edward  Steichen, 
with  many  photos  taken  during  their  work  &  social  life  together  during  the  creation  of  the  Family  of 
Man  exhibition.       There  are  also  quite  a  few  photographs  of  the  Northern  CA  redwood  forest  his 
family  owns  &  manages  -  photos  documenting  logging,  reforestation  &  landscape  changes  over 
time. 


Ellen  Hayes 
November  1995 
Orinda,  CA 


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16g  APPENDIX  C 


'  NATIONAL  PARK  SERVICE 
Western  Region 

WAYNE  MILLER  RECEIVES  AWARD 
FROM  NATIONAL  PARK  SERVICE 

Wayne  F.  Miller,  an  internationally. known  photographer  and  environmentalist, 
has  received  a  Meritorious  Service  Award  from  the  National  Park  Service  for  his 
work  in  developing  the  Service's  National  Environmental  Education  Program  now  ' 
available  to  school  systems  nationwide. 

Miller,  of  Orinda,  Calif. ,  was  a  special  assistant  to  the  director  from  1967 
to  1971  and  now  serves  as  a  consultant  to  the  Park  Service . 

The  citation,  presented  to  Miller  by  NPS  Director  George  B.  Hartzog,  Jr., 
states  that  he  "has  been  responsible  for  originating  several  of  the  most  farsighted 
and  enduring  programs  ever  begun  in  the  Park  Service. 

"He  originated,  organized  and  supplied  the  initial  thrust  for  the  National 
Environmental  Education  Development  program  (NEED),  the  National  Environmental 
Study  Area  program  (NESA)  and  the  National  Environmental  Education  Landmark 
program  (NEEL) . " 

A  major  innovation  in  the  programs  was  "finding  environmental  values  in 
everything  and  relating  these  values  to  every  individual  being, "  the  citation  said. 

"His  was  the  voice  that  went  beyond  the  traditional  emphasis  on  'outdoors' 
and  'science'  as  the  vehicles  for  environmental  education;  He  consistently  and 
effectively  stressed  the  theme  that  man's  culture  and  civilization  also  exemplifies 
the  environmental  processes  at  work  in  the  world,"  it  said. 

The  three  programs  are  still  in  the  implementation  stage  but  are  in  effect 
in  many  of  the  285  areas  in  the  National  Park  System.   The  materials  already 
developed  have  been  adopted  for  use  by  school  districts  across  the  nation. 

Miller  began  a  photographic  career  as  an  undergraduate  at  the  University 
of  Illinois  and  as  a  Navy  photographer  in  World  War  II.   He -has  created  many  photo 
essays  for  major  national  and  foreign  magazines  over  a  20  year  period  including 
Life,  Look,  National  Geographic  and  Paris  Match. 

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From  1953  to  1955  Miller  was  Assistant  Director,  Department  of  Photography 
at  the  Museum  of  Modern  Art,  New  York  City,  where  he  assisted  Edward  Steichen 
in  the  creation  of  the  award  winning  exhibition  and  book  "Family  of  Man." 

4 

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APPENDIX  D 


PMNB.  FOR  WORK: 


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I  wish  to  photograph  the  way  of  life  of  the  northern  negro  in  the 
United  States,     ^his  includes  a  lot/and  I  don't  "TPWirt  presume  for  a  moment 


t/s 


that  I  am  the   only  person  in  the  country  that  oan  dofcit.     I  do  not  believe 

as  .it  should  be  done.  Whether  or  not  a  colored  man 
that  pmy  white  man  oan  do  <  +.^/x%Ttt*yr^in?1ltffl<r'!;3^rK*  It  takes  a  sympathy  of 

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•do  it 


^ 


i      i^r  ---  "  *^ii  «?^^^^   *r 

people   thatfare  not  having  the  best  of  things,  Yn  their  minds/ir  in  othj 

V  --  —  --  —  —  •  --  ~~~ 

"•"omething  must  be  done  to  explain  the  negro  to  the  white  and  to  himself. 

I  belie  ve  that  it  ia  due  to  ignorance  of  existing  conditions  that  so  little 


is  understandable   to  the  average  white   in  this  country.     The  negro  as  &£  knowsT- 

.XHSX1  household  help 

him  is   in  the  person  of  jf8&  Jarn'-fcrrpj/rf-arirjs-tCTiiniftn,   or  shoeshine  boy. 


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and  those. of   our  children 
/  If  we   could  know  him  as  he   is  and  then  allow  ggrniiif  r  our  JIB  opinions/to  be 


fftrmaH 


then  perhaps   there  would  he   less 


or  perhaps  no   "colored  problem".     Perhaps  ±k«y  the  negro  is  wrong,  perhaps  the 
white   is  wrong,   and   then  jjjgjtoHw^  both  may  be   guiljry.     However,    first  of  all 
let  us   look  into  their   lives  and  see   Just  how  thay  live  and  what  they  experience 
and  how  they  exist   in  this  world.' 


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V./|f  .—  — 

ix  Starting  sometime  in  February  1946  in  the  Chicago  area 


and   then  letting  the   subjett  material   lead  me   to  whatever   other  northern  cities 
it  may  is  my  present  plan,      ^he  best   iob  might  wall  bj?  done  with  one   family  in 

)  /Xa«™'"r4fr'~«i.  ilu^Ci&r-  ~af**jfi    '.u '. ,  ...^tAL-aj&m.'*'.  .1  _SL f 


just   one   city 
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phttograph  their  mcxixtescxiE  reactions 

and 


to     iiktixxmsai  basic   problems   such  as  eating/sleeping,   sorrow  and   happiness, 


pushing  and  being  pushed,  hopes  and  frustrations,"')  then  v» 


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•  -  4  Mar  46 

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Started  .work  today.   Drove  around  the  colored  belt  and  attempted  to 
see  just  what  kind  of  homes  and  conditions  existed.   Overcast  rainy. 
weather  did  not  contribute  much.   47th  and  South  Parkway  is  the  State 
and  Madie.pri  .of  Black  Metropolis.   47th  should  provide  lots  of  material. 
After  looting  at  the  shops  as  well  as  homes,  it  appears  to  me  that 
the  best  time  to  do  the  majority  of  shooting  on  these  spots  will  be  in  . 
the  summertime.   Then  people  will  be  outside  and  congrgating  more  than 
now.   The  light  will  also  be  better. 

At  11:  30am.  calledthe  Defender  and  located  Enoch  P.  waters  ,  one.  of 
'their  top  correspondents.   Enoch  introduced  me  to  all  members  of  the 
staff  and  showed  me  the  Defender  plant,   The  Defender  jpublished  three 
other  newspapers  as  well  as  a  national  edition  of  theDef  ender.   All 
printed  on  .tli  err  Chicago  presses.   Met  Ben  Burns,  Executive  Ml  to*1  ef 
Ebony.   He  wants  me  to  do  some  things  for  the  magazine.   Mentioned  that 
they  have  had  Karger  do  some  jobs  for  $100  per.   Their  top  salary. 
On  Wednesday  I  have  made  a  tentative  date  to  meet  him  in  his  Ebony  office 
Plan  to  take  samples  of  my  work  arid  a  set  of  the  Guam  negro  story  with 
me. 

While  at  the  Defender  I  met  their  photographer,  Scott  Tyler.   Spent 
two.  years  at  the  Univ.  of  Minn.  Unmarried.   Born  in  Chicago  and  left 
here  at  the  age  of  three  for  Minneapolis.   A  very  nice  fellow  and  .1  hope 
to  see  more  of  him.   He  is  eager  and  undoubtedly  capable.   22  yrs  old. 
Scoit  will  cal^L  me  tomorrow  about  an  interracial  dinner  5  Mar  at 
Ricardo's  Restaurant  on  Rush  s.t.   'xhink  it  worth  while  going  as  it  may 
provide  future  contacts. 


Had  lunch  with  Enoch  and  SCott  at  the  Palms  on  47th^  st.  Reasonable  food 
at  slightly  higher  than  average  prices.   A  typical  luncheon  spot. 

Returned  home  and  got  ready  for  enlarging  after  dinner. 

Used  the  lab.  for  the  first  time  and  all  in  all  it  is  very  satisfactory. 
The  enlarger  is  not  as  it  should  be  but  we  are  happy  to  have  it  until 
an  Omega  shows  up.   Did  up  about  17  of  the  Dog  Show  Negatives  out  of  a 
total  of  50.   The  gloss  dryer  is  inferior  and  hope  that  with  a  bath  we 
can  get  a  better  axiiBitEZ  gloss.  Not  getting  the  quality  prints  that  I 
should.   Quit  work  at  4:  30a.m.  5  Mar  46. 


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5  Mar  46 

Slept  late  this  morning,   finished  drying  some  glossies. 
Confirmed  the  Ricar,do  Restaurant  date  with  Scott.   Picked  him  up  at 
the  Defender  at  5  p.m.  and  soon  after  arrived  at  Ric's. 

I  had  no  idea  as  to  what  kinfl  of  a  dinner  I  was  getting  into  except  that 
there  would  be  some  Negroes  there.   It  was  a  small  dinner  in  one  of  the 
private  dining  rooms  for  Hilda  Simms,  star- of  Anna  Lucusta.   Abofct  12 
Negroes  which  were  directly  connected  with  the  show.  (Members  of  the 
cast  and  etc.  ).„  There  were  about  five  of  us  whites.   One  girl:,  wagi-a 
member^  of  The  laayors  Committee  on  Race  Relations  and  the  other  was 
from  the  gKHEiCivil  Liberties  Council.   The  men  were  Jewish  and  inter 
ested  in  the  financial  aspects  of  the  play.   The  owner  of  ttoe  glay, 
Mr.  Grij>J)10i  *•? ) ,  was  a  very  congenial  person  and  offered  to  help  me  with 
backstage  shots  of  the  play.   Call  him  at  his  room  in  the  Bismark. 

The  dinner  was  most  disorganized  and  just  what  you  raight  expect  of  a 
group  of  actors  attempting  to  get  in  a  flestive  dinner  before  curtain 
time.   It  ended  up  with  everyone  leaving  as  soon  as  they  had  had  taieir 
main  course  and  then  running  to  the  thealce.  We  were  among  the  last  to 
leave  and  then  Scott,  Mrs.  Gleischer,  .of  the  Committe  on  Race  Relations, 
went  to  the  Saroy  for  the  Boxing  matches.   It  was  most  crowded  here  and 
the  pictures  I  maSe  kKXK  were  an  experiment  more  than  anythin-g  else. 
Had  no  trouble  other  than  persons  wanting  tfapir  pictures  made, 
A  Negro  policeman  did  come  and  tell  me  that  th£  manager  wanted  to  see  me. 
Met  a  white  man  whose  name  I  can't  remember  and  told  him  a  cock  and  bull 
story  about  my  doing  work  for  Ebony. 

Dropped  Mrs.  Gleischer  ,,at  the  "L"  and  Scott  and  I  had  a  milk  shake. 
On  the  way  to  find  an  open  drug  store  he  talked  about  the  Negro  society. 
There  are  three  groups.   One  based  on  color.   Only  the  very  lightest  of 
negroes  belong.   Scott,  chocalate  colored  himself,  is  ineligible. 
The  second  group  is  made  up  of  that  group  who  base  their  position  on  the 
position  of  money  regardless  of  its  origin.   The  third  group  is  one  that 
take  pride  in  their  family  background.   Scott  mentioned  that  this  is  by 
far  the  more  genuine  group  and  in  the  next  breath  mentioned  that  he  had 
no  trouble  getting  settled  here  when  he  moved  to  Chicago  from  Minneapolis 
believe  Scott  to  be  an  gxceptional  person,  however,  and  am  only  Kidding 
him  in  the  above  sentence.-   He  hopps  to  get  a  Rosenwald  Fund  grant  which 
will  enable  him  to  attend  Art  Center  in  Los  Angeles  and  later  Clarence 
"'hites  school  in  New  YOrk.   i-ie'ha.s  askeS  me  to  check  the  Hegro  acceptance 
±H  at  Art  Center. 

Yesterday  on  mentioning  Embree,  Enoch  swot  claims;  that  he  is  a  charlatan. 
He  if  a  pacifier  rather  than  a  curer.  "Things  will  work  out  in  timef. 
Perhaps  this  is  impetuous  youth  bucking  a.  more  sound  reasoning.   Perhaps 
not.   Enoch  also  mentioned  that  he  would  like  to  have  us  come  over  to  hit 
home  sbme  evening  soon  befoie  he  leaves  for  his  three  month  tour  of 
cities  Hi  for  the  Defender  to  spend  the  evening  with  his  wife  and  himseli 
Will  be  interesting  to  see  if  he  is  sincere  about  this  tentative  appoint 
ment. 


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6  Mar  46 

Had  my  appointment  with  Ben  Burns  of  Ebony  this  morning.   He  is  very 
anxioud  for  me  to  dp  some  work  for  them.   He  said  that  Ebony  is  most 
interested  in  doing  things  around  outstanding  personalities  rather 
than  fact  as  fact  is.   Scott  saye  that  he  is  a  white  Jew.   The  stories 
he ^mentioned  to  me  are  those  of  Percy  Julian  a  chemist  who  kas  done 
outstanding  things  with  the  Soy  Bean  and  incidentally  claims  that  Carver 
is  a  fraud  foisted  off  on  the  public.   He  developed  a  male  and  female 
sex  hormone  and  at  the  present  time  is  engaged  in  a  law  suit  of  it. 
fcjiathxixKiExxxiKx  This  man  is  head  of  the  Glidden  Laboratories. 
Another  story  is  that  of'  an  inventor  named  Frazer  living  in,  Elkharjit 
Ind.   The  third  is  a  story  about  the  largest  coop  housing  unit  in  the 
country  for  Negroes.   Is  located  at  130th  street^  and  called  Altgeld 
Gardens.   In  mentioning  the  Ind.  story  I  asked  Bunns  if  it  meant 
transportation  casts  as  well  as  ik*  $100  and  he  said  yes. 


8  Mar  46 

Talked  to  Costeri  this  noon  after  walking  up  and  down  47th  s.t. 
Had  lunch  on  Wacker  and  talked  about  his  trip  to  new  }'ork  and  also 
Hugh  Moffett  of  Life  in  Chicago  wanting  to  meet  me.   After  lunch  I 
went  over  to  230  No.  Mich  to  Life's  office  and  met  Hugh  Moffett. 
Showed  him  myv  samples  and  he  said  that  he  would  get  in  touch  with 
me.   Whether  he  means  it  or  not  remains  to  be  seen. 


9  Mar  46 

Looked  over  the  Michigan  ave.  story  for  Sosmo.    Talked  to  a  cop 
and  it  is  his  opinion  tteat  Monday  afternoons  and  Saturday  aft.  are 
the  best.   Think  that  from  about  10a.m.  on  may  do  the  job/£. 


176 


11  March  46 

This  morning  I  finished  up  the  drying  and  numbering  of  the  dog  Show 
prints  and  then  sent  them  off  with  a  letter  to  Hannibal*   In  my  letter 
I  mentioned  that  I  would  send  him  some  layout  ideas. 

Called  Scott  and  met  him  about  2; 30pm  at  the  Defender.   We  talked  for 
a  long  time  about  the  makeup  of  the  Belt  and  he  has  some  concrete 
ideas  about  definite  families  that  Ii can  photograph.   He  is  a  most 
unusual  Negro  in  that  he  has  a  firm  understanding  that  in  order  for 
me  to  dp  the  work  I  have  in  mind  I  must  have  KEEXEX  access  not  only  to 
the  good  side  but  to  the  bad.   He  is  willing  to  find  what  I  want  in 
the  way  of  subject  matter  and  to  introduce  me  to  whatever  level  I 
wish.   All  levels  of  families  are  available  through  his  present  connect 
ions,   rie  mentioned  other  subjects:   Cobbs  Church,  a  holy  roller  type 
of  personality  with  a  fabulous  church  arrangement^   parkway  Dancehall, 
on  Sundays  it  is  operied  for  15  yrs  and  up  for  jitterbugging^  beaneries 
and  light  lunch  spots  should  provide  good  shots;   also  he  mentioned  that 
I  should  dress  as  my  subjects  to  allay  their  self consciousness. 
It  seems  that  Negroes  are  lees  scept^-ffial  and  more  trusting  of  whites 
than  they  are  of  thetr  fellow  Negroes.   However  an  introduction  by  a 
Negro  is  essential. 

Scott  is  very  anxious  to  go  someplace1  in  photography.   Whether  he  will 
or  not, I  think,  is  determinent  upon  his  will  to  work  hard. K±xk±x  go 
He  is  a  oustx  ijost  happy-go-lucky  fellow  that  he  may  be  held  back  for 
this  reason. 

Made  an  appointment  to,,nieet  him  tomorrojr  and  at  that  time  he  will 
introduce  me  to  a  family  in  his  building. 

Also  mentioned  that  Keefe  of  Anna  Lucusfca  will  buy  all  of  the  pictures 
I  make  backstage  of  this  playX* 


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12  Mar  46 

Saw  Scott  again  today  and  after  lunch  with  he  and  hie  cousin  Chess, 
Manager  of  the  Kroger  store  at  &«u:i!±Bix.  55th,  at  the  Benyenuto,  we 
returned  to  the  Defender.   We  talked  more  about  the  family  arrange 
ments  and  then  after  taking  a  Defender  shot  at  the  l?ark  police  Station 
we  dropped  by  the  Bazel  home.   Met  the  folks .and  they  seemed  most 
cooperative.   The  wife  is  interested  in  local  politics  and  welfare. 
The  husband  is  connected  with  trains  -in  some  manner,  porter?. 
The  standing  arrangement  is  for  me  to  show  up  and  start  shooting  at 
my  convenience. 

Asked  Scott  out  for  dinner  fhursday  nite. 

Heard  from  him  that  the  Rosenwald  Fund  would  in  all  probability  pro 
vide  ample  funds  for  my  present  work.   Applications  must  be  in  by 
1  Jan  in  order  to  be  acted  upon  for  the  May  appointments..   •      .  . 
Tried  to  get  intouch  with  Jim  Keefe  of  Anna  Lucusta.   He  is  Publicity 
Agent. 

Received  a  wire  from  Moe  asking  for  prints  for  fudging.   Will  send  them 
off  tomorrow  morning. 

Wrote  a  note^  to  Moe  telling  him  prints  are  on  their  way. 
Wrote  Hugh  Mulvena  asking  him  to  get  ray  prints  over  to  Moe  together 
with  the  prints  I  was  sending  him. 

Wrote  Maloney  asking  him  to  doublechech  on  Mulvena. 

Developed  7  rolls  tonight.   Found  several  flaws  in  my  present  system 
of  setup.   Need  a  tanft  with  water  jackefl  to  hold  about  five  reels 
for  developing  and  the  same  for  hypo.   Also  a  tank  for  washing. 
See  the  drawings  I  made  for  them.   Once  saw  an  adfi  in  the  phone  bk 
saying  that  photo  equipment  will  be  made  on.  order,   With  these  tank  s 
the  work  can  be  cut  dowrf  to  nothing. 


13  Mar  46 

Packed  up  the  prints  and  mailed  them  at  a  cost  of  $6.97  ( airmail, 6. 72; 

insurance  .25)  to  Mulvena.   Moe  should  receive  them  in  ample  time. 

Received  a  letter  from  him  today  saying  that  he  had  attempted  to 

r*ach  ms  at  hannibals.   Funny  thing  about  that  teecause  we  had  given 

him  our  new  address  by  letter. 

Ben  Burns  of  Ebony  called  this  afternoon  and  said  that  the  copy  on  the 

Altgeld  story  is  ready  KR&X  for  rae  to  pick  up.   Saw  him  later  and 

when  he  gave  me  the  copy  he  said  that  he  would  like  to  look  at  the 

contacts  and  make  his.  selection  from  them.   W©  have  put  @ff  the 

Elkhardt  inventor  story  until  I  get  some  tires.   Met  the  writer,,  named 

Al. 

Tried  to  get  Maloney  but  he  proved  his  elusive  self.   And  on  the  phone. 

Will  try  again  tomorrow. 

CalT  from  Hugh  Moffett  of  Life.   Wants  me  to  go^  to  St.  Louis  this 

Thursday  nite  to  make  shots  at  thfc  St.  L.  Post  Dispatch  and  of  the 

cardinal  Glennon  funereal  on  Friday.   will  make  complete  arrangements 

tomorrow.   Only  $40  per  day  and  expensedsinstead  of  :}p50. 

Should  be  back  here  by  Saturday  nite. 

Developed  two  rolls  tonight. 


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2  loveznber  46 

About  ten  days  ago,  I  followed  up  an  old  recommeridation  that  Horace  Cayton 
had  made  to  me  in  regards  to  seeing  Mr.  Prater  Lane  of  the  Urban  League. 
I  showed  him  the  Roosevelt  Bet  of  pictures  and  he  was  really  quite 
impressed.  He  is  a  big  fellow  .nd  has  a  very  open  manner  about  him.  He 
told  me  about  his  childhood  -  Mississippi  I  believe.  He  had  been  raised 
with  the  feeling  that  the  white  man  could  get.  away  with  anything  and  that 
the  legro  was  always  in  the  wrong  .   The  only  way  to  get  ahead  was  hard 
study.  Then,  too,  school  was  an  escape  from  the  crowded  home  conditions. 
He  is  very  much  concerned  with  the  part  that  living  conditions  play  in 
the  development  of  the  individual. 

He  talked  about  juvenile  delinquency  and  mentioned  Ben  Crockett,  Juvenile 
Officer  at  the  48th  St*  station.  He  gave  me  a  note  to  this  man  saying  that 
he  had  been  instrumental  in  obtaining  him  his  position.  Lane  told 
me  of  the  other  activities  ef  the  League  which  consisted  of  Job  placement, 
helping  veterans  and  their  problems,  housing,  better  social  conditions  and 
the  usual  social  activities.  He  introduced  me  to  a  very  nice  cooperative 
chap  in  charge  of  job  placement,  This  chap  suggested  I  come  in  any  time 
I  could  and  listen  to  the  peeple  interviews.   I  listened  to  one  interview 
of  man  62  years  old  and  made  a  coupfe  pictures.   I  think  it  w> uld  be  worth 
while  to  spend  some  more  ti»  on  this  because  there  is  a  condition  of 
honesty  and  openness  of  expression  in  a  job  like  that  which  would  be 
bery  interesting.  Mr.  Lane  also  mentioned  that  an  opprortunity  to  obtain 
an  entrance  into  the  homes  of  people  might  be  coordinated  with  a  need  the 
Urban  League  had  which  is  that  of  helping  to  obtain  better  housing  condi 
tions  for  those  now,living  in  slum  quarters.   It  seems  that  better  housing 
is  available  through  some  city  department.   However,  no  matter  how  much  a 
family  may  need  .housing,  there  are  hundreds  of  tiAi-Lf-ii  similar  applica 
tions  ahead  of  them  on  the  list.   It  was  Mr.  Lane's  idea  that  a  series  of 
photographs  of  a  particular  condition  might  bring  about  action  on  a 
particular  application. 

It  so  happened  that  a  krs.  Poster,  449  last  41st  Street,  was  in  the  office 
at  the  time  requesting  same  housing.   Lane  called  me  over  to  hear  her 
story.   She  was  a  widower  with  three  high  school  children,  two  girls  and 
one  boy,  all  living  in  this  two  room  basement  .partment.   The  Board  of 
He  1th  had  given  them  four  or  five  days  eviction  notice  and  when  the  lan- 
lord  heard  about  it,  for  some  reason,  he,  too,  gave  them  a  notice.  They 
had  no  place  to  go  and  no  one  to  look  to  for  help  except  the  Urban  League. 
Lane  suggested  that  this  might  be  an  opprotunity  for  me  to  start  work  on 
this  sort  of  thing  to  which  I  agreed.   9 

I  went  to  their  appartment  that  evening.   There  was  a  small  entrace  way, 
about  3*x  6».   in  their  main  room,  about  7'Xll1,  was  a  double  bed  in  which 
the  mother  and  two  daughers  slept.   Immediately  adjacent  to  it  was  an  old 
day  bed  in  which  Hughie,  the  son,  slept,  a  senior  at  uuSable.  There  was  o 
one  dresser. fafrfi.  the  clothes  were  hung  from  water  pipes  along  the  ceiling 
and  in  the  one  free  corner  more  clothes  were  hung  tfn^  protected  by  an  old 
sheet.   The  other  room,  about  7x7,  was  used  as  a  kitchen,  but  it  was  so 
crowded,  there  was  no  place  to  work,  The  mother  was  suffering  from  a  goiter 
and  had  been  bed  ridden  for  six  or  seven  months.  And  yet,  she  was  trying 
to  raise  her  kids  to  be  good  human  beings.   The  families  only  means  of 
support  was  relief.   Imagine  her  frustration  knowing  they  had  no  home  to 
enjoy  and  would  stay  away  from  home  whenever  they  could  which  which  was 


179 
.  .  1  .2  levembar  46  ;  .   . 

only  reasonable,  the  parental  influence  was  negligible  and  she  of  course 
realized  it,   I  missed  one  picture  of  her  that  would  hare  summed  up  the 
futility  of  life  under  these  conditions.   She  was  sitting  in  a  straight 
back  chair  leaning  on  the  foot  of  the  day  bed  holding  her  beautiful  hands. 
together  and  Just  staring  into  space.  This  carte  closer  to  the  expression 
of  utter  hopelessness  than  I  hare  yet  seen.  The  family  was  very  cooperative 
in  helping  me  obtain  any  pictures  I  wanted.  This  was  understandable  as 
they  hoped  to  obtain  better  living  conditions  throu'gh  these  photographs. 
Unfortunately,  I  didn't  do  a  good  job  and  I  missed  opportunities.  The 
pictures  were  delivered  the  next  day  tp  Mr.  Lane. 


n 


. . 

'       |^-3Lai.'  '' 

fcfcg 


"lay 
itt  : 
-inatn.  .was.  belied 


iOf  the  receiving  fools,  was.  Vyoiiag  ifiri;  <3,piiag 
-  that  was  felt  in  fan  injured,  right  tiaMv^  .:$K^ 
andage.s  evidently  to©  tight,.  Siae  was  'all  al©n'«v 
have  "been  terrific  because  she;  cotild  hardly 


table  i 

his  right  -eai-. 

"tle;  vw^wifJ*-  '•  '  A  f  ew  mintttes  .;lateF 
,  and  ''%1-th  His  relatives  vleft 

;In'  oae 
bapk  -the 

dressed 
she  felt 

I  was  .  standirig  in  'the  hallway,  outside  the  r'ee"eivig|^goin  when  ths: 
ddor  s\«ting  open  and  -.int'  came  -  •  t^ojoT!tgifti«-ji  --land'  two;  menTforagging  i 
between  "them  the  blood  soaged  'remains  of  a  man,   A  -  trail  .of 
was  left;  behind  "thWu   In  the  center  of  the.  ro'pm_;  they;  dropped 
legs.   fwb::|doct6rs  dragged  what  was.  left  of  his  body  int  d 
room.  His  eyes  were  glazed  and  oiie  could  see  he.  Wiaisabqiit 
While  they  were  working  oh  him.,  the  police  came  and  questioned"  t:h:e:..^i|*; 
woinen.;  One-  of  .them,  his  wife,  about  26,  was  .dressed  In-'iK 
cohered  with  a,  light  top  -coat.;  She.  was  soaked  with  blood. 
aged  15,  was  the  :other  one.'  She  was.  a  beligerent  little  cuss*; 
cops  questioned  her,  she  said,  "1  ctit/  himjBath  a.  razor,  and 
belietse  it,  go.  back  'and  look  at  :the.ggd^J^twalked  into  the 
rooffl  and  saw  that  his  -left  arm  -ha.dA^STb=s^Yp5gB)  seyered  fr". 
:was  .dead  from  loss  of  b'lgfiy^r:'''  Wfi.eii"7i  walked  back  into-  the  .receiving 
.the  women  Ioo^^:^p^r^mef6r  an  answer.   I  -feduld'dQ  nothing  bx^t  -$ay>: 
be  alright.  "«|pmissed  .the  lack  of  any  anger  of  •  ttie  wifc'fe  toward 
year  old  love^  It'-  was.  rather  one  of  l  acceptance  1  Just.1  then  .the 
in  .with  the  patient's  brother  .and-  a  couple  of  -frpirid's^  The.  mother 
to  'see  her  boy  .a'^fler  -manner  'was  'composed.  'She  knew  s»e  had  to  be  due.Vt'o 
bad  heart..  The  doctor  came  in  then,  walked  up  to  the  mother, 
"He's  passed  "away."   The  ..sweetheart  showed  no  emotion*   The.  wif  e 
violently.   The.  mother  '  sat  .  s.MrM§r§dto  space.,  her  body  s  light  IjflPsha&irig 
^':-f  our  little  children.  'Isn't  it  a  shame,  » 


I 


came 


& 

During  this  time, "watching  'these  people  and  others  who  had  "come  in  for 

various  first  aid  treamtments  so  moved  me  that  I  just  couldnH  bring 
myself  , to  photograph  it,  just  couldn't.   How'  I  ever,  can  do  it,  I  don't  .. 
know.   The  rest  of  the  evening  and  until  8:.30  Sunday  morning,  an  ice  pick;, 
sticking/  a  woman  who  had  taken  lysol  !in  an  effort  to  kill  herself,  a  kid 
who  had  fallen  down  and  cracked  his.  head,  a  woman  who  had'  taken  an  overdone' 
of  sleeping  tablets  ,  and  an  automobile  accident  case  -  all  came  *•  •passing' 
over  the  dried  'trail  of  blood.   How  I  can  photograph  this  sort  of  thing,-  I 
just  don't  know.   It  is  somehow  ironical.   In  order  to  really  see  things, 
jone  has  to  be  so  sympathetic  -'and  to. photograph  them,  one  must  be  so 
brutal.   The  people,  relatives  and  friends,  .who  sat  in  the  receiving  room 
at  different  times  during  the  course  of  the  evening  furnished '-excellent 
picture  material.   But  I  could  not  photograph  them.   Their  souls  were  too 
naked.   I  felt  I  had  no  right  •  to  'trespass  on  their  thoughts  at  that  time 
under  those  conditions. 

The  staff  was  most  cooperative  and  offered  any  assistance  I  could  wish  for. 
The  material  is  there  if  I  can  but  have  the  courage  to  photograph  it. 
Dr.  Moore  was  the  doctor  in  charge.   Dr.  Palmer  performed  the  actual 
treatments.   There  were  two  nurses  on  duty.   They  say  that 'Friday  and 
Saturday  are  the  best  nights  starting  about  9; 00  and  tapering  off  about 


182 

.••..  '  '   •'   ...,.   •   ••-.-   '•  .  •:  N,/  •:•••.«...  •  "'.•'.•'  '£•*• 

.'_.-.••.:••,  '9 

Emergency  'Room  '.•  ..  '';  ;  . 


:I  went  over,  a'.little  after  10:00.  The.  only  activity  imtil''  I: 

"  ' 


•        ."'••   •...,   •  ••••  .-  .   .  .   •    •.•:  - 

left'  the  next  morning  was  one,  fellow  who  had  tried  'to  commit  suicide  by 
I   drinking  a  glass  .of  lye^X  .mixed  :with  liquor.  The  Negro  detective  commenting 

«-  1  •  .   '  •  • 

:-.    von  tMs  /said,    it  was  a   "jive"   suicide.   Bhe  f  ell.bw,  wanted    sympathy'  and  ^di 

.     *'  >  '  .  '          '"*'.", 

want  to  die.   It  was  the  detective's  belief,  that  anyone  desiring  to  take 

\ 
I 


...         .  .. 

his  IMe  would  accomplish  the  deed. 

Tonight,  was  a  different  matter.   I  arrived\there  about  9:50.   Tonight  I  had. 
..mor^^pur  age  than  I  had  a  week  ago  in.  this  same  room.   In  this  short  pei^od 
'of  time,,.  I  had  developed  almost  a  detached"  view  point  of  this  suffering.   I-  , 

made  several  pictures.,'  However,  I  was  aware  of  the  negative  reaction  and 
'antagonism  in  the  patients',  relatives  and.  friends  which  the  camera  caused. 
•  The  photographs  I  made  of  people  bcidly  injureofor  .helpless  caused  me  to  feel 

I  had  just  been-  caught,  fi:ickin&-iaoh^lplfess  dog.   It  ..shames  'me  I 

There  was  one  young  cmcky  ehap  about  21  yeafcs  old  that  strutted  up  and 

5 

down  the  hallway  for  about  an  hour  making  remarks  to  me  and  the  policeman 
as  to  what  a  tough  fellow  he  wa-S  .   He  insisted  he  had  only  a  scratch  on 
his  arm  caused  by  a  broken  window.   But  'at  the  same  time,  he  inferred  he 
had  been  in  a  fight  and  would  settle  the  score  himself  without  the  help 
of  the  police.   Finally,  in  talking  to  me,  I  told  him  he  had  better  go  in 
and  sit  down,  otherwise  the  nurses  wouldn't  realize  he  was  there  to  be 

\ 

treated.   He  sat  down,  pass.ed  out,  and  urinated  in  his  trousers  on  to  the 
floor.   Mien  his  turn  came,  about  £0  minutes  later,  they  removed  his  coat. 
,  The  flesh  of  the  forearm  wa  ~.:  laid  open  to  the  bone.   The  doctor  had  to 
sew  the  muscles  together  before  pulling  the  outside  skin  together  with  stitches. 

t  , 

He  ¥/-•;.?  a  very  plucky  kid,  but  this  feeling  of  thinking  he  could  take  care 
of  his  own  problems  as  well  as  the  desire  to  do  so  is,  to  me,  very  dangerous 


\  thinking.   There  is  no  doubt  in  my  mind  that  it  %&*•  entirely  possible  for 
\tliis  same  boy  to  fester ki  11-^  the  kid  that  had  caught  him. 


^      •         - 

"I      .  .v-*Iis*i,~   .=..-  • 


183 
•  ..  •••   .  ,-  .  '.  9  November  46 

•It  Was  a  busy 'night  for  accident  cases  and'  there  were acftrat..  18  cops .  ;  •;' 
'around.   These  .men  appear  to  be  nfost  sceptical  and  very  cynical.-  .As  to 
whether  or  not  they  have  any'.real  'interest  in  helping  these  people  is. 
difficult  to  determine.  r^6Whit§  policeman,  Joe  August,  is  about  as- 
ignorant  a  person  as  one  would  expect  to  meet.  His  good  nature  is  h.3fce 
only  redeeming  feature.   Two  white  detectives  of  :the  homocide  squad, 
Walter  Johnson^  and  Tom  Walsh,  nephew  of  the  former  sheriff,  appear  to  be 
big,  thick  coppers,   it.  wold  be  interesting  to. know  them  better  in  hopes 
that  their  ideals  are  better  than  their  appearance.  .The  ph6tbgraphSi^ht/ 
vmade  were  not  too  exciting.   The  extension  light  on  the  stand  was  very', 
helpful  and  eventually,  by  putting  in  time,  I  think  it  will  be  possible  • 
to  capture  a  definite  phase  of  suffering  in  this  hospital.  • " 


185 


HATH  *.  KILIJBR  6  June  194? 

A  legro  family  had  aored  into  a  white  neighborhood*   I  stopped 
my  car  down  the  street  and  talked  t©  a  family  on  the  porch.  There 
were  two  brothers  that  had  be.n  in  the  laty.   I  asked  them  if  they 
thought  there  was  going  to  be  anything  doibg.   The  one  with  the  cigar 
looked  up  knowingly  and  said,  "maybe".   Last  night  a  crowd  of  500 
people  had  broken  windows  and  set  a  small  fire  in  the  first  floor 
apartment  of  this  Megro  family.   The  first  two  floors  were  oceuped  by 
white  families.   "Who  is  head  of  the  Park  Manor  ImproYement  Association?" 
*'A  man  by  the  name  of  Kipple,"  answered  the  other  brother.   "He  liree 
at  7329  Michigan."  Kipple  wasn't  home  and  his  wife  suggested  I  see 
Mr.  Dillon,  president  of  the  Park  Manor  imporTement  Association.   Mr. 

Dillon  was  just  finishing  his  dinner.   I  stepped  iftto  a  rery  pleasant 
and  comfortable  bungolow  type  home.   He  introduced  his  sa.nf  Lewis,  and 
said,  "If  it  is  anything  confidential,  perhaps  we  had  better  not  talk 
too  loudly  because  we  hare  a  Megro  maid,  you  know."  The  Association 
had  been  haring  its  meiting  when  all  this  took  place,  and  as  we  left 
they  had  the  fire  engines.   A  big  crowd  had  gathered  -  a  lot  of  kids. 
You  know  how  kids  are,  they  IOTC  to  hare  a  good  time.   The  police  had 
done  their  best  to  keep  the  crowd  under  control,   ly  then  all  the 
neighbors  were  just  standing  about  talking  about  the  world  ih  general. " 
I  thanked  him  for  his  help,  and  he  said,  "If  you  hare  aay  trouble 
taking  pictures,  tell  them  you  are  on  our  side  and,  if  heed  be,  hare 
them  call  me  and  I'll  straighten  them  out.   The  neighborhood  is  lovely 
All  are  "bungalow  type  homes  of  one  and  two  story, nicely  kept  lawns. 
Right  across  the  street  and  down  a  little  ways  was  a  rery  nice  garden 


186 

WAY*!  1.  MILLIR  6  June  1947 

'•'  -  2  *. 

just  coming  up.  Ally  good  paper  boy  could  hate  hie  garden  like  that. 
Looking  out  of  the  front  window  of  a  frame  building  right  next  to  it 
was  a  little  innocent  eyed  boy  in  a  night  shirt  looking  wide-eyed 

<. 

at  the  police  car  drawn  up  in  front  of  the  jfegro  owned  aprtmeat 
building.  As  it  grew  darker,  the  crowd  increased*   in  each  little 
group  there  seemed  to  be  at  least  one  person  talking  excitedly.   The 
man  that  sold  them  the  place,  he's  the  one  that  they  should  go  after* 
They  hare  ho  right  to  more  in  a  white  neighborhood.  They  should  know 
better."   "They  only  want  to  live  near  white  folks."   "What  they 
ought  to  do  is  throw  a  tfolotof  cocktail  in  there.   That  should  take 
care  of  them. "  A  big,  bald  fellow  in  G.I,  clothes  turned  and  said, 
"I'te  used  lots  of  those.  Any  morning  on  63rd  Street  cars  going  to 
work  -  no  matter  iwhere  you  get  on,  they  are  all  sitting  nejct  to  the 
windows.   Wow  what  can  you  do  about  that?"  The  little  fellow  was 
still  sitting  ia  the  window.  Right  across  from  the  apartment  building, 
a  Tugolslar  man  about  65,  an  old  Tugoslor,  came  from  around  the  back 
of  his  house  and  stood  looking  across  the  street.   He  looked  at  me, 
we  smiled.   He  talked  about  hie  house,  his  shrubs,  his  Tines,  his 
roses.   He  was  so  proud  of  his  home.   He  took  me  to  the  back  of  the  house 
and  showed  me  his  rose  bushes,  his  fig  tree  -  how  good  those  figs  were. 
Some  street  cars  rattled  by  a  half  a  block  away  and  he  told  me  how  his 
wife  would  feed  the  birds  every  morning,  when  they  came  and  perched  ©n 
the  window  sill.   The  outside  walls  are  27  inches  thick.   They  don't 
make  them  that  way  anymore.   He  was  quiet  for  quite  a  while  as  he 
looked  across  the  street.   "Stery  man  for  himself  is  the  right  way." 
He  turned,   "You  hate  a  beer  wtih  me?" 


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WAYWS  1.  MILLIE  6  june  1947 

i 

-  3  - 

After  leafing  the  bar,  the  four  ©orhers  of  the  street  were 
illuminated  with  RR  flares.   The  kids  were  having  a  fine  time.   A 


cop  walked  ©ter  and  with  his  .billy  club,  kicked  eoe  of  theariat©  the 

gutter*  "Bigger  loirer^.   ao  on,  beat  it.^^Toa  couldn't  beat  year 

// 

way  out  of  a  paper  bag.   If  you  could,  yom  wouldn't  be  here.   "That's 

right,"  said  Kay.   She  was  standing  with  three  other  teen-aged  girls. 
Ae  we  heard  the  sound  of  more  windows  being  broken,  "It's  all  so 
childish.-*-  This  isn't  getting  any  place."  More  groups',  more  talking; 
more  rocks  being  thrown  from  nowhere,  from  no  oae,  at  the  windows  - 
more  groups,  more  talking.   "Did-  you  know  a  policeman  by  the  name  of 
Collins  that  lires  on  the  first  floor?  His  wife  aoted  out  all  the 
valuable  things  and  insured  the  rest  of  the  things  today."   "The 
fellow  that  sold  'the  niggers  the  property,  he's  the  one  we  should 
get.   He's  a  Jew,  I  understand,  name's  Rutt.  You  know,  he  has  that 
office  at  79th  and  Western."  A  ten  year  old  Toi&e  piped  up,  "How 
about  a  neok-tie  party?  Get  what  I  mean?"  "I  doa't  know  why  niggers 
whnt  to  more  into  white  neighborhoods,  they  know  they  are  not  wanted." 
Middle-aged  woman,  "  they  a^l  living  here  and  walking  down  the  streets 
at  night  The  trouble  is  we  hafen't  got  any 

organization."   A  bare  headed  woman  about  30,  soft  lovely  features, 
understanding  eyes,  looked  up,  "They  knew  what  to  do  in  our  neighbor-* 
hood  -  Burn  them  out."   As  she  sighed  eo  softly,  she  said,  "And  they 
did  a  beautiful  job."  The  little  boy  at  the  window  had  gone  to  bed. 
The  windows  were  broken,  the  police  had  the  crowds  back  at  a  safe 
distance.   People  were  tired  and  going  home.   All  except  a  young 
couple  necking  in  a  car  across  the  street  from  the  apartment. 


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APPENDIX  E 

Wayne  F.  Miller,  10  Highland  Court,  Orinda,  CA  94563,  925-254-3984 

Notesfor  possible  inclusion  in  oral  history 

"      "N 

Flash  bulbs: 

Appropro  of  really  nothing  I  have  some  memories  of  flash  bulbs  In  my  work  the 
"trghtiiaS^een  so  poor  that  I  have  relied  on  bulbs  rather  trhan  trying  to  use  existing 
light. 

During  the  early  part  of  World  War  II,  I  was  photographing  paratrooper  training  at 
Cherry  Point 


battery.  This  night  jump  might  make  a  spectaular  image  if  all  went  well.  As  they 
jumped  I  asked  them  to  fire  the  bulb  by  squeezing  the  bulb  and  batt.  They  agreed 
to  do  their  best  but  my  planning  was  faulty  and  only  some  of  the  bulbs  went  off. 

After  the  war,  Eleanor  Rosevelt  was  visiting  San  Francisco  and  appeared  at  the 
Fairmount  Hotel  on  a  raft  floating  on  the  pool  in  their  South  Pacific  Room  ?  As 
she  stood  there  and  floated  toward  me  I  fired  my  flash  bulb  and  it  exploded!    A 
drop  of  water  caused  it  to  explode.  It  caused  a  real  fuss.  I  learned  that  a  family 
member  had  been  facially  injured  by  an  exploding  bulb.  Eleanora  was  so  shocked 
that  she  had  a  law  passed  that  mandated  the  coating  of  bulbs  to  prevent  this  sort  of 
thing  from  happening. 


An  earlier  experience  when  I  was ithe  University  of 

My  first  jiejiLcpaper  assignment  was  to  cover  the  "Homeconimg  night  held  in  rthe 
Armory.  A  serie  of  tables  displaying  facets  of  the  schools  were  on  display  and 
incoming  students  could  have  an  opportunity  for  an  overview  of  what  to  expect. 
Out  Year  book:"The  Illio"  wanted  to  include  a  bit  of  this  and  I  was  asked  to  cover 
it.    In  anticipation  of  having  to  make  a  lot  of  photographs  in  a  short  space  of  time, 
I  filled  by  bag  with  about  thirty  bulbs  minus  their  protective  paper  covers.I  worked 
quickly  and  fell  that  I  was  doing  a  good  job.  That  is  until  I  found  that  I  was 
running  out  of  bulbs.  Each  time  I  made  an  exposure  I  would  quickly  replace  my 
bulb  with  a  new  one.  Putting  the  last  bulb  in  my  bag  and  reaching  for  a  new  one, 
I  learned  for  the  first  time  that  heat  alone  could  fire  my  flash  bulbs.  All  thirty  of 
my  bulbs  had  gone  off  and  I  was  finished  for  the  night. 

A  special  barbeque  was  being  held  at  Santa  Maria.  Colliers  Magazine  wanted  me 
to  photograph  this  in  color.  It  was  raining  outside  so  we  were  in  this  crowded 
ranch  type  dining  room.  Lots  of  people  and  lots  of  music  and  noise.    I  put  my 
open  case  ofT20  bulbs  in  a  convenient  spot  and  went  to  work.    All  was  going  fine 


until  1  needed  more  bulbs  and  then  found  that  the  diners  had  filled  my  case  wirth 
greasy  spare  ribs  and  napkins  and  beer  bottles. 


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: 

FDR,  ". .  .and  don't  forget  to  put  in  some  that  God  stuff,"  according  to  Carl  Sandburg,  a  remark 
made  by  FDR  after  meeting  with  his  speechwriters. 

DDE,  looking  at  the  Taj  Mahal  with  Nehru,  "It's  beautiful.  I  dreamed  of  this  ever  since  I  was  a 
boy  in  Kansas." 

Herbert  Hoover,  "Looking  back  after  all  these  years,  what  do  you  think  of  your  political 
enemies?"  "I  couldn't  care  less.  All  the  bastards  have  died  off." 

Eleanor  Roosevelt,  "Tell  me  what  you  want  me  to  do  so  I  can  get  rid  of  you  sooner." 
Ava  Gardner,  "I  have  to  sleep  with  someone  before  I  can  be  friends." 


My  life  as  a  photographer  has  been  one  of  painful  frustrations.  How  can  I  get  what  I  see  and  feel 
onto  my  film?  I've  tried  getting  closer  and  closer  to  my  subjects  using  close-up  lenses  but  that 
works  in  only  a  few  situations,  close-ups  of  Joan's  labor  pains  and  in  some  other  portraits,  hands, 
etc.  When  too  close  I  can't  see  what  or  how  I  can  capture  my  feelings. 

If  I  could  photograph  at  these  times  I  question  whether  the  photograph  would  say  how  I  feel. 
There  must  be  some  way.  To  get  into  another's  mind,  to  see  through  their  eyes  is  the  ultimate 
invasion  of  privacy  of  their  souls. 

In  my  lifetime  I've  seen  and  felt  important  moments.  Why  can't  I  get  them  on  film?  Are  there 
limits  to  photography?  What  are  they? 

I  think  of  telling  Joan  that  her  mother  has  died  in  Provident  Hospital  ER.  hi  my  mind,  "Get  the 
pictures  first  and  worry  about  it  later."  Easy  to  say  but  hard  to  do.  To  get  into  another  head  and 
to  see  and  feel  through  their  eyes.  To  tell  my  subject's  story,  that  has  been  my  goal.  Empathic. 

When  on  assignment  I  know  that  when  I  feel  deeply  with  my  subject  it  will  be  on  my  film.  And 
when  I  don't  feel  anything  1  know  there  won't  be  anything  there.  But  how  can  I  make 
photographs  when  the  conditions  are  so  naked  and  raw  and  personal.  Yet  without  this  oneness 


191 

with  their  moment  and  my  subject  it  won't  be  on  my  film.  Such  a  moment  of  richness  yet  one  of 
impotence. 


Regarding  the  Guggenheim  work  on  "The  Way  of  Life  of  the  Northern  Negro."  This  work  could 
easily  consume  a  lifetime.  If  after  a  year  I  haven't  made  an  appreciable  dent  in  the  subject,  then  it 
is  well  that  I  quit.  I  am  not  qualified  to  go  further. 

Yes,  there  are  authorities  I  wish  to  work  with.  They  are  the  average  northern  Negro.  Of  course 
there  are  persons  that  have  made  Negroes  a  study  and  to  them  I  will  go  for  as  much  information 
as  possible.  But  I  do  not  wish  to  have  connection  with  persons  or  groups  which  will  tell  me  to 
photograph  only  this  or  only  that.  The  average  Negro  will  tell  me. 

Tentative  arrangements  have  been  made  with  U.S.  Camera  Publishing  Co.  for  eventual 
publication  if  the  completed  material  is  deemed  worthy. 


INDEX-Wayne  F.  Miller 


193 


Adams,  Ansel,  20,47,  112-113,  123,  128, 

155 

Adams,  link,  22 
Algren,  Nelson,  70 
American  Society  of  Magazine 

Photographers,  134-136 
Aperture,   124-125 
Arnold,  Eve,  140-141 
Art  Center  School  of  Photography,  21-24, 

31 


Baby's  First  Year,   132 
Baer,  Morley,  100 
Behr,  Peter,  151-152 
Binford,  Tom,  24 
Black  Star  agency,  140 
Bourke- White,  Margaret,  131 
Bristol,  Horace,  80 
Burden,  Shirley,  123-125 
Burns,  Ben,  69-70 
Burri,  Rene,  5 


Calderone,  Mary,  143-144 
Callahan,  Harry,  1,  19-20,  58,  65 
cameras  discussed 

Argus,  17 

Rolleiflex,  7,  28-29,  32-33,  37-38, 
58-59,  64 

Speed  Graphic,  17-18,23,28,32 

Contax,  35  mm,  58-59 
Capa,  Cornell,  37-38,  97 
Carder-Bresson,  Henri,  1,  5,  25,  73,  100, 

139 

Cayton,  Horace,  68-69,  73 
Chapnick,  Howard,  140 
Chermayeff,  Serge,  65 
Chicago  Southside,  2,  4,  7 


Church,  Thomas,  83 

Cornell,  Will,  24,31 

Corbett,  Mario,  82-83 

Corporation  for  Public  Broadcasting,  Public 

Broadcasting  Environment  Center,  158 
Cunningham,  Imogen,  100,111 


D'Harnoncourt,  Rene,  115,  122,  130 
DeLellis,  Keith,  46 
Doukhobor  community,  52-53 


Ebony  magazine,  69,  94 
Ehlers,Fred,  150 
Eisenstadt,  Alfred,  61 
Elisofon,  Eliot,  76 
Erikson,  Erik,  132-133 
Eyerman,  Jay,  41 


Family  of  Man,  2,  4,  48-49,  67,  109-1 19 

passim,  128-131 

Farm  Security  Administration,  29,  49 
Farmer's  wife  story,  89,  128 
Forest  Landowners  of  California,  148,  150 
forestry,  144-1 55  passim 
Forscher,  Marry,  29 
Frank,  Robert,  57-58,  111,  125 
Friends  of  Photography,  Ansel  Adams 

Center,  121-122 


Galassi,  Peter,  47 

Gee,  Helen,  Limelight  Gallery,  71 

Gould,  Bruce,  63 

Greenberg,  Howard,  45 

Gutmann,  John,  100 


194 


Halsman,  Philippe,  87,  135 
Hartzog,  George,  151,156 
Haven,  Kathleen,  1 1 6 
Hiroshima,  photographs  after  the  bombing, 
39-44  passim 


Institute  of  Design,  Chicago,  65-67 


Johnson,  Bob,  126 
Johnson,  Drew,  121 
Jones,  Pirkle,  and  Ruth-Marion  Baruch 
Jones,  100 


Karsch,  Yousuf,  7 
Knight,  Goodwin,  97 
Korean  War,  88,91-93 


Ladies  Home  Journal,  62-65 

Lange,  Dorothea,  47,60,79,  101,  111-112, 

140-141 

Lewis,  Bob,  28 
Life  magazine,  5,  21,  30,  38,  48,  52-62 

passim,  76-78,  85-91  passim,  125-128 
Loyalty  Oath,  86-87 
Luce,  Henry,  54 


Mackland,  Ray,  77 

Magnum  Photos,  25,91,  107,  136-140 

Maloney,  Tom,  31,  64 

Mansfield,  Jayne,  90 

Mason,  Jerry,  132-133 

Maybeck,  Bernard,  81 

Mayer,  Grace  McCann,  130 

McLuhan,  Marshall,  5 1  -52 

Meiselas,  Susan,  140 

Meyer,  Agnes,  62,  130 

Miller,  Joan,  passim 


Miller,  Wayne 

approach  to  subjects,  6-7,  35-37 
assignments,  5 1  -62  passim 
assignments  from  California  base, 

86-101 

ASMP  and  Magnum,  134-140 
battle  stations,  fear,  34-36 
the  birth  series,  62-64 
building  a  house,  81-84 
captions,  64,  107 
changes  in  world  of  photographer, 

75-76 

Chicago  background,  9-13 
darkroom  work,  125-127 
education,  17-24 
on  environmentalism,  150-152 
first  camera,  17-20,  see  also  cameras 

discussed 

forester,  Miller  Tree  Farm,  144-155 
Guggenheim,  "The  Way  of  Life  of  the 

Northern  Negro,"  67-70 
"high-strung"  on  the  job,  98-99 
marriage  to  Joan,  50 
move  to  Orinda,  California,  79-88 

passim 

National  Park  Service,  155-158 
packing  it  in,  1 4 1  - 1 42 
parents,  brother,  7-16 
the  photographer's  intention,  103-105 
photographing  children  of  Naples,  30, 

36-37 
photography  in  museums,  46-47, 

121-123 
September  11,  2001  images,  103-111 

passim 

teaching,  65-67,  96 
USN,  WWII,  27-45,  103-105 
value  of  experience,  96 
The  World  is  Young,  131-133 
working  on  The  Family  of  Man, 

110-119 

Model,  Lisette,  34 
Moffit,Hugh,  54 
museums,  photography  in,  46-47,  121-123 


195 


Museum  of  Modern  Art,  photography 

department,  46-47 
Mydans,  Carl,  37-38,48,  61 


National  Environmental  Education 

Development,  156 
National  Geographic,  124,137 
Newsweek  magazine,  51-52 
Nixon,  Richard  M.,  96-97 


Oakland  Museum  of  California, 
photography  department,  121 
Okamoto,  Yoichi,  155 
Orshefsky,  Milt,  93 
Osborn,  Bob,  20,28 


Page,  Christina,  1 1 1 
Parks,  Gordon,  2-5 
People  magazine,  88,  143 
Phillips,  Sandra,  121-122 
photography  dealers,  collectors,  galleries, 
35-47,70-71,  121-122 


Rockefeller,  Nelson,  115,122 
Roosevelt,  Eleanor,  59-60 
Rosenthal,  Joe,  108 
Rudolph,  Paul,   113,  118-119 


Salgado,  Sebastiao,  140 

San  Francisco  Museum  of  Modern  Art,  45 

Siegel,  Art,  65 

Sinsabaugh,  Art,  66 

Skarda,  Rudolph,  86 

Smith,  Eugene,  7,  30-32,  77-78,  108, 

118-119,  128-129 
Sommer,  Frederick,  1 
Spock,  Benjamin,  64,  132-133 
Stackpole,  Peter,  85,135-136 
Stanford,  Sally,  88 


Steichen,  Edward,  3-5,  21 '-45  passim, 

70-71,  109-11 9  passim,  130-131,  143-144 
Stryker,  Roy,  29 
Szarkowski,  John,  1 3 1 


Taylor,  Paul,  101,  140-141 

Terkel,  Studs,  73-74 

"The  Way  of  Life  of  the  Northern  Negro," 

67-76  passim 
The  World  is  Young,  54,  84,  89,  107,  124, 

131-134 

Thompson,  Ed,  55-56,61,78 
Tolman,  Edward  Chace,  87 


U.S.  Camera  Annual,  31,64 

Udall,  Stewart,  155-156 

United  States  Department  of  the  Interior, 

National  Park  Service,  141,  151,  155-158 
United  States  Navy,  27-45  passim 
Bureau  of  Aeronautics,  27-28 
University  of  California,  Berkeley,  Loyalty 

Oath,  86-87 


Weston,  Edward,  2 1 ,  3 1 , 49,  7 1 
White,  Minor,  100,  113,124 
Wilson,  Hicks,  78 
World  Trade  Center  bombing, 

September  11,  2001,  images,  103-105, 

\Q9-\llpassim 
World  War  II,  27-45 


Yosemite  Institute,  157 


196 


Suzanne  Bassett  Riess 

Grew  up  in  Bucks  County,  Pennsylvania.  She  received  her  B.A.  in 
English  from  Goucher  College  in  1957.  For  several  summers  she  was 
a  feature  writer  for  the  Bethlehem  Globe-Times  of  Bethlehem, 
Pennsylvania.  She  did  her  graduate  work  in  English  literature  at  the 
University  of  London,  and  in  art  history  at  the  University  of 
California,  Berkeley.  She  has  been  a  senior  editor  in  the  Regional 
Oral  History  Office  since  1960,  interviewing  in  the  fields  of  art  and 
architecture,  photography,  social  and  cultural  history,  anthropology, 
writing,  journalism,  horticulture,  physics,  and  University  history.  Her 
other  interests  have  included  many  years  of  being  a  natural  science 
decent  at  the  Oakland  Museum,  that  museum's  Council  on 
Architecture,  free-lance  photography,  writing,  gardening,  and  travel. 


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